We're Hollywood stopping
As the same old song comes on your radio
And I don't feel a thing, except your hand in mine
And It's all or none
I am one who don't believe in half hearted attempts
I'm taking this one serious, it's serious

It's the sound of a hand across your face, singin' like
It’s a sad place but where do I begin, singin' like

I'm through with words
I'm gonna start to live this out for you
And I don't feel a thing, except your hand in mine
And it's all been done, we had fun
But time has come to state our best defense
I'm taking this one serious

It's the sound of a hand across your face, singin' like
It's a sad place but where do I fit in, singin' like

It's a car of backseat drivers, where do I fit in, singin' like
It's a car of backseat drivers, afraid to take the wheel

It's serious
Either one of us takes the wheel, or all of us take the fall


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