Birds Eye View
I’m on the outside looking in to watch you fall apart again. I can’t look away. I see the shame. Same sad story I know it frame by frame. What can I do? I can’t give up on you
Rock bottom rolled out the welcome mat and my seat on this wreck is the only one with a bird’s eye view of the ground, so pick me up on the way down
Like a ship lost at sea or a runaway train, you’re gonna bury me. I keep believing in the same old lines. This worn down road, I know it mile by mile. What can I do? I can’t give up on you
Rock bottom rolled out the welcome mat and my seat on this wreck is the only one with a bird’s eye view of the ground, so pick me up on the way down
Tried to build you a parachute and a soft landing to fall into but the threads are all tearing apart just like we are
Rock bottom rolled out the welcome mat and my seat on this wreck is the only one with a bird’s eye view of the ground, so pick me up on the way down