Patience is nothing worth holding onto.
Bite my tongue?
Why should I when you never did that for me?
When were you schooled in technicalities?
I didn 't know that I made friends with fucking rock critics.
As the days go by I 've forgotten my limbs.
Days pass like we 're running out of time.
Show me some scars.
What good is this if I don 't remember?
I 'm not gonna let myself be concerned with something so distant.
Hold tight, and maybe I will survive.
Hold tight, and maybe some part of me...