You're surfing the tide
I'm waving from the inside
You're standing outside
With me, for me, among them
This red nose is aching
Whenever you leave
The red nose, the life-support
The servant, the thief
My oh my this plane is crashing down again
My only friend the one who bends
Leaves with a kick.
My oh my don't stop the engine
Your on edge it's clear but let me mention dear
The house we're 'bout to hit.
How could I possibly forget
The house we're bout to hit.
So if there's a saviour save me still
When these hands can't bend to their will.
Writer(s): Josh Leo, Wayne Kirkpatrick, Michelle Branch, Jessica Harp
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