| It’s clouded, in my head
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| I’m sleeping wide awake and you’re sleeping like you’re dead
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| My heart in every mirror
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| There’s a hole behind your smile and the distance in your eye
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| And my statue, is gonna crack
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| It’s gonna crack, gonna crack, gonna crack
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| It’s just the pieces that you’re holding
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| And you have to be okay if you never get it back
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| You could try to be your best, but don’t you know that it’s suicide
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| To want, you want, you want everything
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| And you were right, this is a mess, because we’re always picking sides
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| But I won’t let you have regrets, no way, no way
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| You woke up beside yourself
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| You’re taking back the night and I know you’re meaning well
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| But maybe I’m addicted
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| To the hurt that comes around and then forgotten by yourself
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| I can’t remember, much of anything
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| Faces passing by, and the time when we arrived
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| But maybe, it’s okay
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| Cause you make me feel alive, you make me realize that.
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| You could try to be your best, but don’t you know that it’s suicide
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| To want, you want, you want everything
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| And you were right, this is a mess, because we’re always picking sides
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| But I won’t let you have regrets, no way, no way |