So tell me what's wrong Your pretty white knuckle's bout to bleed You're holdin on for dear life now You ain't holdin on to me And I saw this magic piece of clay And you saw a burning at the stake They're both up on the same wall now I saw you start to shake We fall apart We fall together We're getting worse We're getting better Not a moment too soon See these skies of blue Can't you see the flowers smile at you There's clouds inside your eyes now Where everything there is dying too I want to hold you if I can Like there's nowhere else to stand But you're nowhere to be found now And there's nowhere you can land We fall apart We fall together We're getting worse We're getting better Not a moment too soon There's things I wish I could say to you And days I wish I didn't think they were true There days I wish I'd never met you And days I wish there were more of you That weren't slippin from my view Not a moment too soon