Ready Or Not

I must assume you're looking at me

Cause I know some things that we need to know about here

And we pretend that we both got wings

And both of us sing

So we'll sing til we fly out of here

Oh and maybe then we'll come back down

Oh and maybe then we'll come back down

Can we believe in things we can't see?

Without them we seem to disappear like we evaporate

And when we leave untraceable seams

That tear and we bleed, we need a martyr that won't hesitate

Oh and maybe then we'll come back down

Oh and maybe then we'll come back down

And I was hoping things were better

Something we could write in letters, singing

This is where we are, here and counting scars

The fight for something greater left us dead or barely breathing, singing

This is where we are, cut out for shooting stars

And I miss the way we lived in our dreams

When trust had meaning

When we were young and we were proud of this

When we defined ourselves by our screams

Cause life by no means seemed to give us both the best of it

But I guess maybe we can come back down

Whoa but maybe we can come back down

And I was hoping things were better

Something we could write in letters, singing

This is where we are, here and counting scars

The fight for something greater left us dead or barely breathing, singing

This is where we are, cut out for shooting stars

And I was hoping things were better

Something we could write in letters, singing

This is where we are, here and counting scars

The fight for something greater left us dead or barely breathing, singing

This is where we are, cut out for shooting stars

Ready or not, yeah

Whoa, yeah ready or not, oh whoa

Ready or not