Running (Demo 2)

I hold you close
To feel your pulse against my skin, to keep you near
And press my ear into your chest to hear the sounds
The grinding pounds of breaking down
Like running free

Are you home, or somewhere unfamiliar?
What do you know?
This isn't what I wanted either
'Cause I'm a mess
And I romanticize it, because I do it best
And you play along my singing

"Hey, lay in the bed you made
Your slacks are ripped and your shirt is stained
And who's to blame?
Hey, what's this thing you've heard?
The place you missed has changed
The new thing doesn't work?
So where you running to?"

I push you far
'Cause I know just where you are when I'm alone
On a ledge, waiting for a hand to hold
Diving down into the sounds of time rolling by
Like cars on the freeway as I waltz along the side

Are you home, or somewhere familiar to what we used to know?
This isn't what I wanted either
'Cause I'm okay
Things seem weird, but I think I'll find my way
Maybe this time I'll get to say

"Hey, lay in the bed you made
Your slacks are ripped and your shirt is stained
And who's to blame?
Hey, what's this thing you've heard?
The place you've missed has changed
The new thing doesn't work?
So where you running to?"

So I'll just hold my breath
Your head is on my chest
The sounds we recognize are drowned into the night
It's easy in the quiet
I'm wishing life was like this more than just some of the time

So I'll just hold my tongue
The only thing I've known
Yet again, I let the silence write the songs
I'll promise to be good if you pretend you're good
And I might just lie and say nothing besides:

"Hey, lay in the bed you made
Your slacks are ripped and your shirt is stained
And who's to blame?
Hey, what's this thing you've heard?
The place you missed has changed
The new thing doesn't work?

So where you running to?"