The Hurt Process You Don't Get Gold for Second Place Lyrics

Here comes that feeling back again, and this time it's not fading
I guess now we're gonna have to act and stop this pretending
The gap that grows larger yet we're both still hanging on
What happened to those early smiles?
Isn't it time we came around? Isn't it time we came around?
There is no consolation, don't forget what time and where
I don't know when I'll get home, but I'll bear in mind, but I'll bear it in mind
We'll compare hangovers tomorrow, it's the whole love in love equation
Routine against the unknown, life's a gamble anyway
This has no conclusion, I'm bored of these average days