Wrote this one a while ago too:

I’m trying all my hands
you’re waiting for the end
they left me in the dark
and you might be right

let them pack away
the hours of a day
we’ll sleep through anyway
and we’ll leave at night

I’ve got nothing left to do
but put my trust in you
you want it this way too
but I can’t be sure

where the things that break me go
when you’re running fast and slow
thank god I just don’t know
if they’re gone for good

waste your time on the little things you find
don’t it make you wanna try to lose your mind?