Tethered Breath

I'm watching the way

that your hand slips away

When we're walking down on Main

I overanalyze

every look in your eyes Like I'm waiting for the rain

Oh, I'm already mourning the goodbye

Before you've even

packed your bags to leave I'm fighting a ghost

in the dark of my mind And it's getting

harder to breathe

(harder to breathe)

I count every second

you stare at the floor

And I build a house of cards

One little draft from an opening door

And it all falls down in the yard

Oh, I'm already mourning the goodbye

Before you've even

packed your bags to leave I'm fighting a ghost

in the dark of my mind And it's getting

harder to breathe

(yeah, it's getting

harder)

Just

stay for a minute more

(mmm) Don't walk out that door