LOST MEDIA

[Intro]

(Arms down, head back, hold on)

[Verse 1]

Take me as I am

Or you can watch me as I go

Never stood a chance

Nothing more than an echo

Ruin all my plans

Tell me things I shouldn't know

Strike me where I stand

I'll even open the window

[Pre-Chorus]

'Cause I'm over it, I'm over it all

I'm underwhelmed by the start of the fall

And I'm oddly comforted by the thought

That if you blink twice, then I'll be gone

Yeah, I'm over it, I'm over it all

If nothing is right, then everything's wrong

And I'm hardly comforted by the thought

When I'm on thin ice, I'll play along

[Chorus]

Take me out with the trash

And don't dig up the past

With each tap of the glass

Feel it crack, I feel it crack

Drag me down with the rats

And don't dig up the scraps

I'll cover up my tracks

Won't look back, I won't look back

[Post-Chorus]

(Back, back, back, hold on)

[Verse 2]

Sinking in the sand

Now it's out of my control

Don't reach for my hand

You didn't care 'til I let go

Let me go

[Pre-Chorus]

'Cause I'm over it, my head's in the clouds

I'm tired of regret weighing me down

And I'm so scared I won't escape the sound

Constant reminders of all my doubts

Yeah, I'm over it, the running around

I'm wired to swim, but I'm gonna drown

And I don't care if I don't make you proud

But I'm a liar waiting to bow

[Chorus]

Take me out with the trash

And don't dig up the past

With each tap of the glass

Feel it crack, I feel it crack

Drag me down with the rats

And don't dig up the scraps

I'll cover up my tracks

Won't look back, I won't look back

[Verse 3]

You look me in the eyes

You tell me pretty lies

Like that'll make me try

But I've made up my mind

You look me in the eyes

And tell me pretty lies

Like that'll make me try

But I've made up my mind

Stop telling me lies

I've made up my mind

I've made up my mind

I've made up my mind

Leave me behind

[Chorus]

Take me out with the trash

And don't dig up the past

With each tap of the glass

Feel it crack, I feel it crack

Drag me down with the rats

And don't dig up the scraps

I'll cover up my tracks

Won't look back, I won't be back

[Outro]

(You look me in the eyes)

(You tell me pretty lies)

(Like that'll make me try)

(But I've made up my mind)

(Back, back, back, hold on)