[male
vocals] (
Soft
piano
chords) (
Ambient
strings
swell)
Yeah
It’
s
always
the
same
story,
isn’
t
it?
Let’
s
talk
about
it
Dr.
Rey
I
see
the
way
you
hold
your
phone
so
tight
Turning
down
the
screen
whenever
I’
m
in
sight
Another
notification
lighting
up
the
dark
You
say
he’
s
just
a
colleague,
leave
it
at
the
park
But
I
see
the
pictures
saved
inside
your
gallery
Same
familiar
poses,
same
old
fallacy
I’
m
trying
to
keep
my
head
inside
the
clouds
above
But
you’
re
busy
building
bridges
to
a
different
kind
of
love
So
it’
s
him
or
me,
tell
me
who
you’
re
choosing
now
I
won’
t
stand
in
line,
I
won’
t
take
a
solemn
vow
To
compete
for
your
heart
like
I’
m
at
a
station
Facing
a
lineup
of
your
own
creation (
Distinct
violin
patterns) (
Female
backing
vocals:
Oh,
he’
s
not
the
one)
If
you
have
to
think,
then
you’
ve
already
picked
him
I’
m
walking
out
the
door,
let
the
silence
be
the
rhythm
Your
socials
are
a
mess
of
mixed
signals
and
games
Commenting
on
posts,
calling
out
his
names
I’
m
just
the
guy
at
home
waiting
for
a
text
Wondering
who
the
hell
you’
re
gonna
follow
next
I
gave
you
my
loyalty,
I
gave
you
my
time
But
you
treat
my
devotion
like
it’
s
just
a
crime
Every
time
we
fight,
there’
s
a
shadow
in
the
room
A
ghost
of
a
man
that’
s
sealing
up
our
doom
So
it’
s
him
or
me,
tell
me
who
you’
re
choosing
now
I
won’
t
stand
in
line,
I
won’
t
take
a
solemn
vow
To
compete
for
your
heart
like
I’
m
at
a
station
Facing
a
lineup
of
your
own
creation (
Distinct
violin
patterns) (
Female
backing
vocals:
Choose
your
heart
tonight)
If
you
have
to
think,
then
you’
ve
already
picked
him
I’
m
walking
out
the
door,
let
the
silence
be
the
rhythm
I’
m
not
a
contestant
in
your
twisted
little
show
I
deserve
a
love
that
doesn’
t
treat
me
so
low
No
more
explanations,
no
more
clever
lies
I
can
see
the
truth
reflecting
in
your
tired
eyes
Yeah,
the
violin
knows
the
tune
I’
m
playing
today
It’
s
time
for
me
to
pack
it
up
and
go
away
So
it’
s
him
or
me,
tell
me
who
you’
re
choosing
now
I
won’
t
stand
in
line,
I
won’
t
take
a
solemn
vow
To
compete
for
your
heart
like
I’
m
at
a
station
Facing
a
lineup
of
your
own
creation (
Distinct
violin
patterns) (
Female
backing
vocals:
Let
him
keep
the
throne)
If
you
have
to
think,
then
you’
ve
already
picked
him
I’
m
walking
out
the
door,
let
the
silence
be
the
rhythm
Pick
him,
yeah,
you
pick
him
I’
m
done
with
the
lineup
No
more
standing
by
Just
me,
myself,
and
the
open
sky (
Strings
fade
into
crystal
textures)
Goodbye.