You're working overtime

You know it doesn't do you no good

You're slaving away for things that you need

Roof is falling down on 'round your head

You're backed against the wall

Living your whole damn life

At someone else's beck and call

On the edge of the [night/knife]

Aaaaahhhh, come on



Come in, you're bruised and battered

You need some time to heal

Step out of the bullet train

Set yourself down, i know how you feel

Slow down your racing pulses

Overthrow all your of fears

For an hour, be a simple man

And i'll be a good set of ears

Aaaaahhhh, come on



Chorus

Takin' the time to look

Takin' the time to feel

[when/will] you rewrite your open book

Allow the scars to heal

Takin' the time to look

Takin' the time to feel

[when/will] you rewrite your open book

Allow the scars to heal



You're movin' heaven and earth

And straining every nerve

Always working double time

Burn the midnight oil down to the last [resort/resolve/result]

You can't go your [snowy/showy room] anymore

Wind your smoked glass windows down

If you can't handle opening the door

Aaaaaahhhh, come on



Chorus

Takin' the time to look

Takin' the time to feel

[when/will] you rewrite your open book

Allow the scars to heal

Takin' the time to look

Takin' the time to feel

[when/will] you rewrite your open book

Allow the scars to heal


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