The Script - Talk You Down

I can feel the colour running

As it's fading from my face

Try to speak but nothing's coming

Nothing I could say to make you stay

Grab your suitcase call a taxi

It's 3am now where you gonna go?

Gonna stay with friends in London

And that's all I get to know

Just a ciggarette gone

No you couldn't be that far

I'm driving my car to where I hope you are

Maybe I can talk you down

we're standing on a tiny ledge

before this goes over the edge

Gonna use my heart and not my head

And try to open up your eyes

This is a relationship suicide

Cos if you go, I go

Taking shortcuts through the alleys

While you're racing through my mind

Cops can chase but they won't catch me

Not before I get to speak my mind

If there's still time Oh

We're standing on a tiny ledge

Before this goes over the edge