One, two, three, looking at the hallway door
Keys on the counter, pacing on the wooden floor
I’m running on a schedule you don't keep
Counting back the promises instead of sleep
Yeah, I’m on the clock, heart is like a heavy weight
Every minute feeling like it’s decades late
Yeah, it's decades late
Check the driveway, rain on the windshield glass
Watching every silver car that tries to pass
Got a pocket full of copper and a mind of lead
Thinking 'bout the things that we never said
You move like a ghost through a different time
While I’m stuck here waiting on a simple sign
Yeah, I'm impatient, can't you tell?
Living in a quiet kind of velvet cell
One, two, three, looking at the hallway door
Keys on the counter, pacing on the wooden floor
I’m running on a schedule you don't keep
Counting back the promises instead of sleep
Yeah, I’m on the clock, heart is like a heavy weight
Every minute feeling like it’s decades late
I’m in the backseat, looking at the city map
Too many detours, falling in a rhythm trap
I’m a half-mile out, tell me can you see the light?
Turning every corner in the middle of the night
Stop checking your watch, stop pacing the rug
I’m the medicine and I’m the drug
Give me ten more, maybe fifteen
I’m the best thing that you’ve ever seen
You’re late...
I’m worth it.
I’m waiting...
Observe it.
One, two, three, looking at the hallway door
Keys on the counter, pacing on the wooden floor
I’m running on a schedule you don't keep
Counting back the promises instead of sleep
Yeah, I’m on the clock, heart is like a heavy weight
Every minute feeling like it’s decades late
Decades late...
Just open the door...
