All mixed up; turned around

What are you thinking about?

What were we talking about now?

Emotion-free, euphoric state

Too little, too late



You pray for rain in hopes that it'll wash away

Well let's be honest

You don't have that much faith

I think it's too late if you're looking to save face

I see you slipping from that throne of grace



Focused on opening up

You're thinking too loud

All this comes as the comedown

At least you can say you tried to pray for them



You pray for rain in hopes that it'll wash away

Well let's be honest

You don't have that much faith

I think it's too late if you're looking to save face

I see you slipping from that throne of grace



Why do we ask for these selfish ways?

Are we the only ones that need saving?

I think we were foolish in thought

Then again I'm probably wrong

I'm probably wrong



You pray for rain in hopes that it'll wash away

Well let's be honest

You don't have that much faith

I think it's too late if you're looking to save face

I see you slipping from that throne of grace