Lyrics
This life is punctuated by some missteps
Failing to glean the right emphasis and the meaning
This life is punctuated like a texting session
Between two overheated, insecure teens
You try to say what you mean
"I have to leave, but I'm not ready"
Lip-sync the comforting scene
Trembling jaws can't stop stuttering
I can't see you when I need to
How am I supposed to get through?
Method-actor, suffering
Try repeating once again, this time with feeling
Premeditated like some sick joke
Waited all night for you
Waited all night for you
