...comes to an End.

(I know that you do it to protect yourself
But you’re also hurting yourself
Because, you’re not allowing yourself to feel
The good things)

Time moves slow
The rhythm that I don’t know
I just know
When it all stops tonight
I’m in low
Will someone come to save the day?
Don’t you know?
Uh oh uh uh oh

All bets in, against odds
Our love’s in the cards
All bets in, against odds
Our love’s in the cards

[Instrumental]

All bets in, against odds
Our love’s in the cards
All bets in, against odds
Our love’s in the cards

(I just realized I wanted to document this cause-
Bouta blow up off of it, so you know
Figured it’d be a good documentary
Keep telling yourself that
I will)