| Don’t mistake the silences
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| There’s so much I haven’t said
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| It’s not that quiet in my head
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| But I can’t even tell you that
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| Whatever doesn’t kill me
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| Doesn’t make me stronger
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| But I’m not gonna give up yet
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| And if these walls should weaken
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| I’m still strong enough to know
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| I’m gonna build them up again
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| There’s one more thing left to try
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| (And it just might work)
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| It scares me that you know why
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| (And I don’t know what’s worse)
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| Despite my only true desire
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| I just can’t keep an open mind
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| Whatever doesn’t kill me
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| Doesn’t make me stronger
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| But I’m not gonna give up yet
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| And if these walls should weaken
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| I’m still strong enough to know
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| I’m gonna build them up again
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| (Now that I am strong enough to know)
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| I’m gonna build them up again
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| (Now that I am strong enough to know)
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| I’m gonna build them up again
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| (Strong enough to know)
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| There were walls and promises
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| And they’ve all broken down to bits
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| And it’s exactly times like this
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| I found the words I should have said
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| Whatever doesn’t kill me
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| Doesn’t make me stronger
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| But I’m not gonna give up yet
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| And if these walls should weaken
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| I’m still strong enough to know
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| I’m gonna build them up again |