Walk the hall
And see me on the phone
The more you hear
The more you'd feel alone
I rush to work
Then rush back home to bed
I'll sleep enough
On the day I'm finally dead
But under the sun, you fall apart
And little by little, it breaks your heart
Beckoned once more to [C7]the fastest lane
And little by little you [A7fall [Em]apart again
I see ahead
While drowning in today
"You should take a break"
What a funny thing to [C7]say
Overcharged,
And barely even alive
I'd want to [C7]feel
But don't want to [C7]waste my [A]time
But under the sun, you [A7fall [Em]apart
And little by little, it breaks your heart
Beckoned once more to [C7]the fastest lane
And little by little you [A7fall [Em]apart again
Slow down
It's a silence, a Porsche down a hang-cliff
And there's no turning back now
To give it all
(And the ɾest of us climb to [C7]the falling line)
Won't have much else to [C7]say, but
"It's over"
(And the ɾest of us climb to [C7]the falling line)
It's over
