The Bad News Of Threes

I've been watching clouds
Gather at my window
And hanging overhead
And I've been watching rain
Forming little puddles
That I've been drowning in

And in my head, it's all the same everytime
I have come to see it's not on my side
Everything that I have done
I've tried to feel like I'm alive

It is growing late
And I am growing weary
The bad news comes in threes
The minutes on the clock
They never felt so heavy
The way they turn on me

But I am not a savior
I am not a chosen one
So where do I begin to fall apart
The rain lost in oceans
Where I am falling in

It's in my head, it's all the same everytime
I have come to see time's not on my side
Everything that I have done
I've tried to feel like I'm alive

And in my head, I fear I've lost my mind
I have come to see time's not on my side
Every little thing I've done
I've tried to feel, just to feel alive