Rockets In The Stack

caught in your web
and it takes two to play this game (and play it well)
'be kind,' you said.


the pressure's building up today
got me to my boiling point
i can't find another way
another way to make you stop

the pressure's building up
i can't wait for the day when you crawl back to me
and i think its absurd
how i seem to play your game
until i fall, until i break.

this little light is turning yellow
and i'm afraid to slow down
when aspirations and my dreams still tell me
there's no use for you around.

nothing good has come of this
and all thats left of me is fear
took this game too far
took this game too far

the pressure's building up
i can't wait for the day when you crawl back to me
and i think its absurd
how i seem to play your game
until i fall, until i break.