Follow Through

I'll just shake my head
As you say that you want him
Because there's nothing there that people see in him

He's a hollow case, a waste of empty space
And a future is a far-fetched dream for him

I'll cringe here instead
As you say that you want him
His hands hold nothing, just promises paper thin

There's a basket case, the first to lose the race
The future is a far-fetch dream for me

Where's your hero now?
Where's your hero now?
He's off killing you inside, and fucking with your mind.

I can't thank you for being here
When all you did was tell him on your phone
I feel so far away when you're near
When I'm with you, I never feel more alone

Where's your hero now?
Where's your hero now?