Ever - tiny deaths

You and me, our story wrote itself

We could see as the pages became filled

And we got in a car as if to drive

But we let it take us for a ride

We didn’t have a prayer (Oh)

We didn’t have a prayer (Oh)

(Oh)

When they tried to get what was in our heads

They assumed we made our own bed

But we knew we didn’t have much time to sleep

So our bed was just a blanket in the back seat

Blanket in the back seat

We didn’t have a prayer (Oh)

We didn’t have a prayer (Oh)

We didn’t have a prayer (Oh)

We didn’t have a prayer (Oh)

(Oh)