Texty: Lovehatehero. I'll Make It To Brigades.

One day we'll say,
I'm scared one day I'll say
"I don't love this anymore."
[x2]

As the sun comes up over the horizon,
And my mind is burning out, like the fake lights beside me.
I look forward to tonight,
A time I'm truly happy.
Is this where I walk away?

I'm scared now...is this working out?
Will my voice dissolve away?
It hurts to think about.
I'm scared one day I'll say,
"I don't love this anymore,"
Turn my back on all my fans...
It hurts to think about, yeah.

I'm scared one day I'll say
"I don't love this anymore."
[x2]

The brighter I shine, the darker my shadows.
And they pull me behind, as I let off the pedal.
Why should I divide what feels so right?
Is this where I walk away?

I'm scared now...is this working out?

Will my voice dissolve away?
It hurts to think about.
I'm scared one day I'll say,
"I don't love this anymore,"
Turn my back on all my fans...
It hurts to think about.

If I turn my back when I close my eyes,
Years from now, all that I'll find,
Is that emptiness burning and burning.

One day we'll say,
I'm scared one day I'll say
"I don't love this anymore."
[x2]

I'm scared now...is this working out?
Will my voice dissolve away?
It hurts to think about.
I'm scared one day I'll say,
"I don't love this anymore,"
Turn my back on all my fans...
It hurts to think about.
[x2]

I don't love this anymore!