Taking Back (feat. Matt Hummel)

He’s not good with words or phrases
He’s only good at feeling alone
In his pockets are the pages that he wrote but never shared with anyone
He thinks that he’s contagious
Cuz everybody seems to look the other way
His time is wasted searching for a cure
Life stops for no one, but everybody wishes it would for them
So
He’s calling and calling until all his quarters run dry
His hat flew off as he ran 50 blocks and now
He’s here to tell her that he’s taking it back, taking back over
Been creeping in his brain now
Remembering the things that never changed
But it’s all because of him so there’s no one to share the blame
He never was like all of us who’s lives are “so damn perfect”
If he was us then he would surely be on his way
Life stops for no one, but everybody wishes it would for them
So
He’s calling and calling until all his quarters run dry
His hat flew off as he ran 50 blocks and now
He’s here to tell her that he’s taking it back, taking back over
Taking it back, taking back over
Taking it back, taking back
He’s calling and calling until all his quarters run dry
His hat flew off as he ran 50 blocks and now
He’s here to tell her that he’s taking it back, taking back
He’s calling and calling until all his quarters run dry
His hat flew off as he ran 50 blocks and now
He’s here to tell her that he’s taking it back, taking back over