Στοίχοι: Laymen Terms. Since Last December. Hold On, Hold Tight.

This whole trip has been a mess.
This last day's been worse than the rest.
And I've got nothing to say to you except
"Hold on, hold tight" this is the ride of your life.
If nothing's left there to give, I don't want it.

(and you say)
I've got nothing else to prove to, (should I go?)
Get you up and on your feet. (It's time)
I don't know if you'll ever leave,
But it's better off that way.

And every word you say to me
Opens up old wounds and makes them bleed.
And I've got to get out before you, overcast my dreams. So
Hold on, hold tight. This is the ride of your life.
If there's nothing left to give, I don't want it.

(and you say)
I've got nothing else to prove to, (should I go?)
Get you up and on your feet. (It's time)
I don't know if you'll ever leave,
But it's better off that way.

Take time.

And you say,
Should I go?
I think it's time
Cause your better of that way.
Don't want it.
You're better off...
You're better off...
You're better off...