Текст Transit – I’ve Never Told That To Anyone

You have to stop looking for the chorus in everything you’ve lost.
As if you orchestrate your failures to give yourself a crutch.

I drive by two streets a day with your last name,
And it’s a cruel twist of fate how much we lose ourselves to find someone else.

We live in borrowed cars and sleep in rented homes.
That’s why we try to keep each other, in fear we’ll both die alone.

I drive by two streets a day with your last name,
And it’s a cruel twist of fate how much we lose ourselves to find someone else.

You built yourself a crutch.

A crutch to lean, a crutch to fall.
It’s just a poor excuse, so I won’t stand at all
(I won’t stand at all) I can’t stand myself at all.

I used to be afraid of all the things that I couldn’t keep.
I used to be afraid of all the things that I couldn’t change.
I used to be afraid…

A crutch to lean, a crutch to fall.
(But I can change, I can change).
But we need each other. Come keep me.

We live in borrowed cars.
We sleep in rented homes.
We try to keep each other.
So we don’t die.
But we all die alone.