Holding On

Say it all to my face
Feel your breath fill the space
Between us and the pause
Wait for the hit straight on

Say it all to my face
It's the sound your voice makes
Shooting, through me, a gun
Your lips, bullets, I'm done

Drag it out for days, the weeks wore away
Not a thing is learned, when given and not earned
Hold out these hands, spare what you can
Hold out these hands, spare what you can

Says it all on my face
I'm no good at waiting
The pain of patience pays off
It all starts with some change

Drag it out for days, stuck in a phase
Not a thing is learned, when given and not earned
Hold out these hands
Hold out these hands, bend the fingers back
Hold out these hands, spare what you can

Holding on
I'll grip my fists, won't let go of this
Home alone, on the floor
Holding on

On and on and on, it goes on
On and on and on, I'll hold on
On and on and on, it goes on
On and on and on, I'll hold on
On and on and on, it goes on
On and on and on, I'll hold on

I'll just grip my fists
I'll never let go of this