Horseshoes and Hand Grenades

Say what you wanted to say to me anyway Don't you go back now, we've come too far
Believe me when I say that I'm no saint but neither are you We both know the truth

Crossing the finish line
But it never felt so right Even though you said I was never close but I'll be alright

But I'm a dollar too short, I'm a minute too late I'm trapped inside and I can't escape The timer is up and we've almost made it
But almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades

It was never a race for us anyway, just let it all unwind This world is still unkind
There is no destination, no place around to safely call home We already know

Crossing the finish line, but we left them all behind Even though you said I was never close but I'll be alright

But I'm a dollar too short, I'm a minute too late I'm trapped inside and I can't escape The timer is up and we've almost made it
But almost only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades

This time I'll make it



Credits
Writer(s): Thomas Russo
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