Inertia (The Hanged Man)

Tell me, tell me, won’t you tell me please—why do things always happen in threes? I use to think you were in control of your own destiny. So many moments being alone, you launched a plan. You chose to be the victim and now you’re so, so far away.

I’m waiting for the chance to finally breathe again. Hold on to me, until the lights go out. I’m waiting, still waiting for the chance to finally breathe again. Hold on to me, until the lights go out. The hero’s journey, the choices that you make. The villain’s downfall, the path you know you can’t escape. You lost control of everything.

Tell me, won’t you tell me why, I fail to see your face in the sky? The cold rain, it distorts my eyes, questions run through my mind. You chose to be the victim, you choked on the bitter end. You chose to be the victim, and now you’re so, so far away.

I’m waiting for the chance to finally breathe again. Hold on to me, until the lights go out. I’m waiting, still waiting for the chance to finally breathe again. Hold on to me, until the lights go out.