The Bridge is long now
I feel so burned out
She was right
The echoes fade down
The silence so loud
She was right
Hold me
Hold me
It’s getting old
10,000 knives and my back’s getting old
It’s getting old
10,000 knives and my back’s getting old
It’s getting old
I scream so softly
The loss is one thing
She was right
The past is silly now
The year’s a feeling now
She was right
Hold Me
Hold Me
It’s getting old
10,000 knives and my back’s getting old
It’s getting old
10,000 knives and my back’s getting old
It’s getting old
It’s gettin’ old
It’s getting old
It’s getting old