| Baby please, it’s the way you speak
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| Forming words so easily
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| And I think of the way you think
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| It keeps me from falling asleep
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| In that grave I call a bed
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| 'Til you called me up and said
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| «I haven’t stopped crying
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| My father’s been drinking
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| I need a place to stay
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| I don’t want to be here
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| He’s saying the words that
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| He promised he would never say
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| That liquid he consumes
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| Makes him speak the truth»
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| And I said no, it’s not that at all
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| It’s that bottle of lies for a troubled heart
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| It’s standing on the edge of a mountain top
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| Screaming anything he wants
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| Like, «Look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me, look at me,
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| look at me
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| Because I exist, I exist, I exist, I exist, I exist, I exist»
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| I remember the way you shook
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| It’s a shame that we’re not soul mates
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| 'Cause if I didn’t know better, I’d say this feels pretty good
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| And how could I be scared?
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| When I stretch and feel you’re there
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| So shut your mouth
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| 'Cause these words will speak themselves
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| I can feel them in these blankets
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| And they’re surrounding your figure, embraced in the quilts
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| And I can’t help but think
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| You’re my missing puzzle piece
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| I wake up in the hallway, I’m looking for sunlight
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| With rays that will cure me of the pain that keeps my lungs tight
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| Ignoring the voices and feelings that tell me
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| To get out of this house
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| I can’t make them stop
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| I’m just like my mom
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| And you said no
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| These demons will fall
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| You’re so precious to us all
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| And I said I
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| I can’t do this alone
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| I still need you to hold
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| So don’t let go, don’t let go, don’t let go, don’t let go, don’t let go,
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| don’t let go
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| Because I’m afraid, I’m afraid, I’m afraid, I’m afraid, I’m afraid, I’m afraid,
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| I’m afraid |