I’ve got scars I’m willing to show you, you had heart that I’ll never see. She had answers to all the wrong questions. It’s funny, these answers are all that I need. Tore down your freeway, built her an airplane. It’s crazy the things we made in the sky. So picture me drowning, pretending I’m happy. We end up regretting the things we don’t try.

When it all just fits- no more waiting up ‘till midnight to see if he comes home. And it sinks in through these holes in your old bed sheets, you might spend your life alone and you don’t want to be alone. No, not alone.

When you think too much and you came to another game, despondent out of touch. And you reach so hard it makes you fall for these hands that let you go, that shouldn’t let you go at all, that shouldn’t let you go at all. No, not at all.

I don’t know what its like to be you, baby. But from the looks, I don’t think I want to. And I know I’ve been hanging on tight, so maybe it just might mean I want you, I want you. You know what I mean, when I say that I come from a place that hurts. You fit in my scene and try to make everything work. You watch me turn green, I come down, but I might never land. You said you’d understand, but you don’t want to be there when it goes down again.

Staring at the ceiling gives me another feeling about who you are. And you know I was really thinking if I got this far driving in my car and then I started holding onto things I couldn’t keep. And these things creep, I watch them creep and I don’t get no sleep.

And I don’t know what it’s like to take it slow and from the feel, I don’t think I want to. No, I dont want to. And I now know that it seems I’m letting go. And things I know, I know would haunt you and I don’t want to haunt you.

You know what I mean when I say that I come from a place that hurts. You fit in my scene and try to make everything work. You watch me turn green, I come down, but I might never land. You said you’d understand, but you don’t want to be there, you don’t want to be there, you don’t want to be there when it goes down again.

December 8, 8:34pm.

When a situation makes you fragile, people become afraid of breaking you. They don’t want to see you down, so they try to build you back up by making you laugh. They don’t understand you have to put every single piece together again. They don’t know how to fix you. They think that laughter will fix you, but it only mocks you.

The angry fight for a reason. The lonely search for companionship, never satisfied. The scared stay inside and build walls impossible of tearing town. The untrusting will keep themselves a secret from the rest of the world. The sad use sleep as an escape. The terrified never stop running. The victims wait for some form of protection they will never find. Who are you?

How can so much good and evil coexist in the same world? Never ending conflict and resolution. Why do people destroy one another? What is the conclusion? What is the purpose?

People walk in and out of your life for no apparent reason. Sometimes you discover the reason. Sometimes you’re left to wonder. Whether we’re fighting, searching, building walls, keeping secrets, sleeping in, running, or waiting- we all seem to be looking for something; for some sort of reason or meaning behind the dark and the light.

You’ve got your plans to do things right. I’ve got my mind, it’s all made up. We have our time, but now it’s running out of space. You know my life is just a speck, and your heart is all the same, see I’ve been staring too long at the screen. Oh God, my mind is such a mess, but there’s these things I got to do. You were my friend, but now you’re taking off your clothes. I tried to look, but close my eyes. I took a breath and made you mine. You had your arms all tangled up in the moon.

That night you took away a little more than just my breath. I swear to God that I was thinking about the summer, or the words that I wrote on the walls that saved my life. I don’t care if I will ever be the same, but everything just keeps reminding me of winter. Like the drive that I took on the night I lost my mind.

So, where’s my hope in all of this? I guess it never did exist. I wrote those songs, and took them all to heart. You know I’m proud of what we did. I left you naked and apart, with your thoughts all laid out in your room. So what if there’s something that I missed? I know you found a way to start. I see the men that had you tearing up your head. That’s my excuse to make a mark, when you’re all tangled up in red. I had you tricked, but then you grabbed me by the throat.

That night you took away a little more than just my breath. I swear to God that I was thinking about the summer, or the words that I wrote on the walls that saved my life. I don’t care if I will ever be the same, but everything just keeps reminding me of winter. Like the drive that I took on the night I lost my mind.

I hope you break through all of this. I hear you tearing up your fists with all those walls that broke your heart. I’m oh so sick of everything you wrote. I’ll hold you true to every breath that we spoke of in this room. So where’s your pride, and all of your friends? I hear you making this a story that we hope will never end.

Are these just the nights that we stayed for? Are these all the lines that could keep us here?

I’m lost at sea. The radio is jamming, but they wont find me. I swear, its for the best. And then your frequency is pulling me in closer til I’m home. And I’ve been up for days. I finally lost my mind and then I lost my way. I’m blistered but I’m better and I’m home.

And I will crawl. There’s things that aren’t worth giving up, I know. But I won’t let this get me, I will fight. You live the life you’re given with the storms outside. Somedays all I do is watch the sky.

This room’s too small. It’s only getting smaller, I’m against the wall. I’m slowly getting taller here in Wonderland. This guilt feels so familiar and I’m home. And I will crawl, there’s things that aren’t worth giving up, I know. But I won’t let this get me, I will fight. You live the life you’re given with the storms outside. Somedays all I do is watch the sky. Somedays all I do is watch the sky.

I think I could use a little break, today was a good day. I think I could use a little break, today was a good day.

It’s a deep sea on which I’m floating. Still I sink to think that I must crawl. There’s things that aren’t worth giving up, I know. When you can’t bear to carry me, I’ll fight. You live the life you’re given with the storms outside. Somedays all I do is watch the sky. Today was a good day, today was a good day.

Let’s get drunk, you can drive us to the harbor. Wish upon a star, but do you know what stars are? Balls of fire, burning up the black space, falling from the landscape, exploding in the face of god. Let’s get crazy, talk about our big plans. Places that you’re going, places that I haven’t been. Build my walls up; concrete castle. Keep this kingdom free of hassle.

I hear sound echo in the emptiness, all around, but you can’t change this loneliness. Look what you’ve found, I’ve fallen down.

Taste the saline rolling down your cheekbone. Tell me that you’re alone, tell me on the telephone. Feel your heart, it breaks within your chest now. Try to get some rest now, sleep’s not coming easy for a while, child.

I hear sound echo in the emptiness, all around, but you can’t change this loneliness. Look what you’ve found, I’ve fallen down. Down, down, down, down. I hear sound echo in the emptiness, all around, but you can’t change this loneliness. Look what you’ve found, I’ve fallen down. Look at what you’ve found, I’m falling down.