Mayday Lyrics

Is it mayday?
I'm not lying in your arms
It's not fair, my dear
In my head there's sirens and alarms

And is it rough there?
Silence fills my heart
And will you come around real slow
That our bodies make our hearts

It's a quarter after five
You might be two days too late or dry

And in the distance
Fireworks and a prayer
But they're not ours, dear
Well, maybe one day

And the ringing won't drop
'Til we reach the final stop
The last tier
And climbing in stuff here

It's a quarter after five
We cried through the night

Ooh yeah

Swallow your pain
Swallow your pain
Swallow your pain
Swallow your pain

And it's a quarter after five
We cried through the night