You're working overtime You know it doesn't do you no good You're slaving away for things that you need Roof is falling down on 'round your head You're backed against the wall Living your whole damn life At someone else's beck and call On the edge of the (night/knife) Ah, come on
Come in, you're bruised and battered You need some time to heal Step out of the bullet train Set yourself down, I know how you feel Slow down your racing pulses Overthrow all your of fears For an hour, be a simple man And I'll be a good set of ears Ah, come on
Takin' the time to look Takin' the time to feel (When/will) you rewrite your open book
Allow the scars to heal Takin' the time to look Takin' the time to feel (When/will) you rewrite your open book Allow the scars to heal
You're movin' heaven and earth And straining every nerve Always working double time Burn the midnight oil down to the last (resort/resolve/result) You can't go your (snowy/showy room) anymore Wind your smoked glass windows down If you can't handle opening the door Ah, come on
Takin' the time to look Takin' the time to feel (When/will) you rewrite your open book Allow the scars to heal Takin' the time to look Takin' the time to feel (When/will) you rewrite your open book Allow the scars to heal