(Cash Savage & Nick Finch)
One of us is leaving
Because one of us wants to leave
One of us starts thinking aloud
One of us was here
While one of us sits by the train line
Pen and paper in her hands
Most of us are proud
None of us are patient
Some of us have a temper
All of us are waiting
And we're all alone
We are all alone
One of us is leaving
Because one of us wants to leave
One of us starts thinking aloud
One of us was here
And the sun beats down on the train line
And the pen bleeds out on the page