One last glance from a taxicab

Images scar my mind

Four weeks felt like years

Since your full attention was all mine



The night was young and so were we

Talked about life, God, death and your family

Didn't want any promises

Just my undivided honesty



And say, oh, whoa

Things are gonna change now, for the better

And oh, whoa, things are gonna change

Oh, they're gonna change



I am the Patron Saint of Lost Causes

A fraction of who I once believed

Change, only a matter of time

Opinions, I will try and rewrite



If life had background music

Playing your song

I've got to be honest, I tried to escape you

But the orchestra plays on



And they sing, oh, whoa

Things are gonna change now, for the better

And oh, whoa, things are gonna change



Hands, like secrets

Are the hardest thing to keep from you

Lines and phrases, like knives

Your words can cut me through



Dismantle me down

Repair

You've dismantled me

You've dismantled me



Hands, like secrets

Are the hardest thing to keep from you

Lines and phrases, like knives

Your words can cut me through



Dismantle me down

Repair

You've dismantled me

You've dismantled me



Give me time to prove

Prove I want the rest of yours

Prelude

Call this a prelude to a lifetime of you



It's not that I hang on every word

I hang myself on what you repeat

It's not that I keep hanging on

I'm never letting go



Hands, like secrets

Are the hardest thing to keep from you

Lines and phrases, like knives

Your words can cut me through



Dismantle me down

Repair

You've dismantled me

You've dismantled me



Hands, like secrets

Are the hardest thing to keep from you

Lines and phrases, like knives

Your words can cut me through



Dismantle me down

Repair

You've dismantled me

You've dismantled me



Save me from myself

Save me from myself

Help me save me from myself

Save me from myself



Oh, whoa, things are gonna change now, for the better

And oh, whoa, things are gonna change



Hands, like secrets

Are the hardest thing to keep from you

Lines and phrases, like knives

Your words can cut me through



Dismantle me down

Repair

You've dismantled me

You've dismantled me



Hands, like secrets

Are the hardest thing to keep from you

Lines and phrases, like knives

Your words can cut me through



Dismantle me down

Repair

You've dismantled me

You've dismantled me



Hands, like secrets

Are the hardest thing to keep from you

Lines and phrases, like knives

Your words can cut me through



Dismantle me down

Repair

You've dismantled me

You've dismantled me



Hands, like secrets

Are the hardest thing to keep from you

Lines and phrases, like knives

Your words can cut me through



Dismantle me down

Repair

You've dismantled me

You've dismantled me