The Prison Of My Tears

No tears need to be cried because
You're still by my side and
I can still hide behind
My inferior smile
Of glistening imperfection
[[I'm good at holding things inside]]

I just wonder if
You're doing alright
You're packed awfully tight
Between the cracks you filled
In this glass heart of mine and
How does it feel with your presence trapped
in tears I haven't cried?

You caught me as I was falling, babe
You saved me from myself
But now what I lost
Is just a blackened mass of memories
Gathering dust on a hidden shelf.

Like shadows on a wall they haunt me
Of days that have gone by
I won't get them back, but I have no regrets
So I suppose I could free you
From the prison walls
Of tears I haven't cried.