Lyrics
Something is wrong, inside of me
And finally now I think I see
Something has been wrong, for years over years
I stand alone, in a crowded room
And nobody knows, no one but you
Something has been wrong for years
But I'm not ready
To fill my pockets full of rocks
'Cause even a broken clock can get read twice a day
But I'm not ready
To swap my shoes for concrete blocks
'Cause I can't afford to let time, just slip away
And I'm not ready, to throw it all away
Consider this, my final notice
Deleting your numbers from my phone
Well it's time to move on
Passport, escapades
Airoplane runaways
Burn my clothes and bury my songs
But I'm not ready
To fill my pockets full of rocks
'Cause even a broken clock can get read twice a day
But I'm not ready
To swap my shows for concrete blocks
'Cause even a broken clock can get read twice a day
And I'm not ready
To fill my pockets, my pockets full of rocks
'Cause even a broken clock can get read twice a day
'Cause I'm not ready
To swap my shoes, to swap my shoes
'Cause even a broken clock can get read twice a day
And I'm not ready to throw it all away