Look back at me with content
Tell me your words have good intent
You're tied to a chair in a police station
Forced to endure hours of contemplation
While you're down there in hell
Remember how easily I fell
You're under my skin like
Dying under bright lights
You're in my mind like
You're putting up some fight
Reality can take me on flights
I'm scared to death as I try
And trouble can come whenever I love
Take me down and take some
Maybe I'm crying, maybe I'm wrong
But take me down before too long
