Now all this psychology
Is talking straight to me...

Why do I run away from all my struggles?
Why can I not just stand up and fight...

Why do I face the barrel of a gun?
Is my life really that bad to take this step...

The knives within me dig deeper
Everyday that I persist in my love...

To find the woman you truly love
Is like climbing the peaks of the highest...

Open the curtains and put my life on display
Open the curtains, so all can watch my decay...