If I had eyes in the back of my head
I would have told you that you looked good as I walked away
And if you could've tried to trust the hand that fed
You would've never been hungry but you'd never really be
More of this or less of this or is there any difference?
Or are we just holding onto things that we don't have anymore?
Sometimes time doesn't heal, no not at all
Just stand still while we fall
In or out of love again, I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you've got eyes like that
It won't let me in, always looking out
Lot of people spend their time just floating
We were victims together but lonely
You've got hungry eyes, they just can't look forward
Can't give them enough but we just can't start over
Building with bent nails we're falling but holding
I don't wanna take up anymore of your time, time, time, time
Sometimes time doesn't heal, no not at all
Just stand still while we fall
In or out of love again, I doubt I'm gonna win you back
When you've got eyes like that
It won't let me in, always looking out
Always looking
Always looking out
Always looking out
Always looking out