Too many days, too many nights,
too many ways, can't get this right...

You're everything that I've known,
all the love that I've shown...

I've lived inside this cage,
a prisoner of my rage...

I'm pleading, and bleeding,
I can't stop this needing tonight...

This is the poem I can't write,
I've struggled with it day and night...

I've felt the pain, I've felt the pressure,
I've done it worse, I've done it better...

The way you left,
felt so cold...

I wake up, try to face the day,
but it's always just the same...

I know you think I'm a baby,
you said, "Maybe you should look...

So I made mistakes,
and I paid the price...

Looking down it's hard to see,
that the sky is there for me...

Turn the page, on this storybook lie,
I heard you say, that we would be alright...