Credits Roll

The night is covering so subtly any facts that could refresh
Your mind when you wait for the credits roll
The feelings that you're filling up with lunacy might be a dud
Keep feeling that you are about to blow
As your mind races against your mouth, she's all uneasy
Waiting, watching to know what would first cross the finish line
What's so funny 'bout hesitation?
Now, pick up all the right things to say
And save all that you want to hide

A try to reconstruct the shelter with rubber bricks
The lesson, the lesson was misunderstood
Explicitly it tells you'd better forget it all to have her
The lesson was misunderstood
It might be just your confused brain, still you act like you're sane
You really did the best you could
Words slip out of your palms, control has gone with the calm
You really did the best you could

I promised, I swore it wouldn't let me be the bad guy
When it reached the apex of the doubt
Could your current anger surpass the one you felt last time?
It's the tenth time I say it'll be the last time I will apologize

You woke up feeling a different feeling from when you woke up
One day before when you waited for the credits roll
At last, the pedantic's revealed as
one of most impressive tricked brains
They would say it couldn't be more wrong
At first, was plausible the idea of
being distant but the reasons weren't clear
They were a blinded guess
At least, the farewell was detained of maybe just postponed
Oh yet you're not sure what you did to clean this mess