The Clocks Lyrics

She buries the clocks; times wide open like her thoughts
But you still make sense and I feel the weakness in your touch
I am in repair so much that no one cares
Release the charm while I hold my hand over your mouth
I would follow you down if you're still hereI can't feel like I'm calling out your name
We'll shake away the memories
I know I feel the way you sin
Just scream I won't surrenderThis feels like plastic but on my own accord
One day it makes you perfect
A kind of treason that you live for
But my god what have we doneI can't feel like I'm calling out your name
We'll shake away the memories
I know I feel the way you sin
Just scream I won't surrenderCross my heart, my lips defend your tongue
My face demands your touch, we fake but not enough
You're gonna burn someday, we're gonna live foreverI can't feel like I'm calling out your name
We'll shake away the memories
I know I feel the way you sin

Just scream I won't surrender.