The clock above the sink it tells a story
It stopped a year ago about half past three
Reminds me of the crooked new beginning
Reminds me that I'm out here on my own, on my own
In the waiting room when I feel unstable sink into my chair and watch the time go by real slow
When I'm suffocating and I don't breathe in I start overthinking what the hell did I do wrong?
A leak that drips I don't bother to fix it. I laugh to loud when I come undone. I crack a joke and no one seems to listen, reminds me that I'm out here on my own, on my own
When I wait around and my thoughts are racing down the empty hall outside the waiting room I'm in. And the doctor's talking with a lack of patience he can't feel a thing maybe he's a patient too
And I, I swear, I'm fine, today. I lied
If you wait it out you can see right through me when I wait around there's more I see in you. When the water's rising and you're sinkin' down just look above you and there's writing on the walls.