Lyrics:

Techniquely speaking, you're not as great
as I pretend you were a few years ago
Waiting for the better days we're holding on, we're holding on
Parachute won't be enough: all pavements are so stained with our dirt


Stop & let me go
stop & let me go
You've got to let me go


Our memories are kept in huge fogged spaces
somewhere in my head. I can't even remember your face
Waiting for the better days, we're holding on, we're holding on
Praying god won't be enough: all pavements are so stained with our dirt


Stop & let me go
stop & let me go
let me go

Stop & let me go
stop & let me go
you've got to let me go... please STOP