One more red apologynOut of my mouthnOne more say I am sorrynBut it's not my faultnnI feel like a can't winnAm I all wrongnWe're sort of like a has beennSolitude is angrynAnd I don't want it to find mennOh, blurrier, hurry up and do what you cannOh, blurrier, hurry up, just stick with the plannnSometimes I feel welcomenIn my own housenThis letter's written, love fromnThe memory assaultnnCan't shake the old newsnIt's back here againnWith changes to the point of viewnHolding hands is handynIs that how you'll define mennOh, blurrier, hurry up, and do what you cannOh, blurrier, hurry up, just stick with the plannOh, blurrier, it's scarier, when you do what you donOh, blurrier, it's scarier, when you do what you donnI am getting good at hidingnWars with myselfnBut I'm not into lyingnI'll try to keep this righteousnBut that's just where the fight isnnOh, blurrier, hurry up, and do what you cannOh, blurrier, hurry up, just stick with the plannOh, blurrier, it's scarier, when you do what you donOh, blurrier, it's scarier, when you do what you donnOh, blurrier, hurry up, and do what you cannOh, blurrier, hurry up, just stick with the plannOh, blurrier, it's scarier, when you do what you donOh, blurrier, it's scarier, when you do what you do