Chapter 7

Play it safe from the unforgiving question, just walk away
Learn your place your vices lack a counter weight
And I was the anchor holding you in place
Holding you in place

If you've got to ask me you better ask me
Why we've left our dreams behind
If you've got to ask me you better ask me
Where we fall asleep tonight

I'm on edge, I'm sitting on the rooftops
Sitting on the rooftop
I'm on edge and I am just waiting to be saved
By the morning light

We held the treasure of the world
Now you're all alone and out of place
Within every memory of you
Is the remaining though of consequence
Pestilence in the form of beauty

Wandering aimlessly running in circles
Again and again I've put myself through this
Losing gravity I've always failed to see the good inside of me
So won't you just ask me?

If you've got to ask me you better ask me
Why we've left our dreams behind
If you've got to ask me you better ask me
Where we fall asleep tonight

I'm on edge, I'm sitting on the rooftops
Sitting on the rooftop
I'm on edge and I am just waiting to be saved
By the morning light

Night after night we rest our heads
I only wanted to see, I only wanted to breathe you in
Somewhere in between the beginning and the bitter end
I'm still asking why we left this all behind

If you've got to ask me you better ask me
Why we've left our dreams behind
If you've got to ask me you better ask me
Where we fall asleep tonight

I'm on edge, I'm sitting on the rooftops
Sitting on the rooftop
I'm on edge and I am just waiting to be saved
By the morning light



Credits
Writer(s): William Barber, Peter Barela, Shawn Yates, Christopher Shelley, David Angle, Drew Fulk, Timothy Paul Trad
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