One, two, three, four Wattle yellow in late august Flower on the ground A feeling of apprehension As I walk through the door So talk to me like you know me I'll carry your worry and doubt But none of it matters I'm here now I know you wish it was simple Swear I'm doing everything I can Get away and leave This mess far behind us Take break But you've got other plans Find Yourself I know you're trying your best I'm so proud I only make things worse Take a chance Put your happiness first Straps on my backpack Are getting heavy Feel them pull me down One foot in front of the other Two, three, four Know you wish it was simple Swear I'm doing everything I can Find Yourself I know you're trying your best I'm so proud Don't want to make it worse Take a chance Put your happiness first I'll be fine I'll be fine As I walk home alone again I listen to the blood that fills my ears I was too close to the only one To the only one that I've ever known Do you really want this? I guess so Do you really want this? I'll let go As I walk home alone again (I need you) I listen to the blood that fills my ears (I want you) I was too close to the only one (I need you) To the only one That I've ever known (I want you) All I can do is think about it Because there's nothing I can do Now, there's nothing I can do (You can tell me If you want or need me) Now, there's nothing I can do