Tear me down
From the inside out...

I'm hidden and I seem to have made myself blind
Cause I can't see beyond my own eyes...

He's made himself
Quite comfortable on the bathroom...

As the flowers we set out for you slowly wilt
I am filled with the strangest feeling of guilt...

Thrashing on the cold floor
Turning, Thrashing, Clawing...

How can we make today seem
Like just another day...

No tears need to be cried because
You're still by my side and...

It seems like
Nothing but cruelty sometimes...

Let your eyes open
And sit up, slowly...

A dull, gentle aching
Expectation now reality...

You never
Said much so it...

We speak through
Static...