Don’t walk away from me.
I sigh as you leave...

My hands are trembling,
As I reach to the flames...

My mask’s grown too thin,
And my lies are creeping in...

West winds whip across my face,
Frosts from fences passed fall in my wake...

Things can only get better?
Yeah, things could get better...

Absorb it myself
I step to the mark...

Sometimes I just feel empty.
You say you’ll call me, and then you...

Tell me your lies,
I’m getting good at forcing myself to...

I run like I’m racing a bullet,
As tears blind my eyes and choke in my gullet...

I can’t make it on my own?
You don’t know where I have been...

Even though I tell you that I’m in love...
It means nothing when my heart’s oh so...

Take one for the team.
If you could stand up...