Long route

लिरिक्स

[Verse 1] The train runs the long route, I know it's a choice To sit in the rattle and not raise my voice I've got your playlist queued up but I won't press play 'Cause if I start listening, I'll hear what I meant to say There's a blackout on Ash Street, the whole block is dark I climbed up the fire escape just to sit with the spark Of a cigarette someone else left behind And I'm practicing lines that I'll never find [Chorus] I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I know I keep getting cut off by the things that I owe You a straight conversation, a hand on the wall Of the rooftop where we watched the lights all fall I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm late To the part where I tell you I carried the weight Of a half-finished sentence, a paused-over song I picked the long route just to keep holding on [Verse 2] The train runs the long route past Symphony Hall Where we heard a man play through a hole in the wall You said it sounded like rain on a tin I said it sounded like letting someone in Now the power's still out and the traffic is dead And the playlist keeps skipping inside of my head Track seven, track nine, track the one you replayed When you told me the truth and I just stayed [Chorus] I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I know I keep getting cut off by the things that I owe You a straight conversation, a hand on the wall Of the rooftop where we watched the lights all fall I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm late To the part where I tell you I carried the weight Of a half-finished sentence, a paused-over song I picked the long route just to keep holding on [Bridge] The train runs the long route, and I let it The city goes quiet like it's trying to edit The static between us, the space I let grow I could take the express, but I don't want to know What it's like on the other side, clean and alone I'd rather ride circles than hang up the phone So I'm climbing back down with the playlist still paused With a choice in my pocket and a reason to call [Chorus] I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I know I keep getting cut off by the things that I owe You a straight conversation, a hand on the wall Of the rooftop where we watched the lights all fall I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm late To the part where I tell you I carried the weight Of a half-finished sentence, a paused-over song I picked the long route just to keep holding on [Outro] The train runs the long route But I'm getting off I'm getting off I'm getting off