Lyrics This Time Next Year

This Time Next Year

Out On Eastern

Road maps and heart attacks

From the nights I haven't slept

And all the days I can't forget

Are the days I won't regret

Addicted with no cure

Your favorite drug, there's always more

What if time was standing still

This is such a bitter pill

We swallow

Panic is my middle name

My heart's too fast for anything

And I hope that things will change

And I hope it leads to better days

Going numb on eleven years

From wake to sleep I count my fears

And I hope you conquer everything

But know that everything

Isn't all that you need

Out there on eastern street

Take the promises I keep

Collect your thoughts you can't Ignore

With open hearts and open doors

We'll sing the saddest song

If you're content to sing along

Just know I tried my best

Will you be ok? Could you be better?

Panic is my middle name

My heart's too fast for anything

And I hope that things will change

And I hope it leads to better days

Going numb on eleven years

From wake to sleep I count my fears

And I hope you conquer everything

But know that everything

Isn't all that you need

I know I can ask you for anything

Tonight please give me everything

But know that everything

Isn't all that you need