She sees the world for what it is Unlike most she's separated, separated One of these days I'll know I'll become cold I'm 21, my eyes are open The clocks do their worst to me Promised to wait, September again Just like I've promised these last few years I'd like to believe that there's better, something better If I'm so strong, why am I afraid to disappear?
I'm too far gone I could be better just let them talk Teach me to be more like you Chained to, chained to Chained to
