Why is it that sadness doesn't make a sound I don't want you around I gave you all i had, then you swiftly gave it back I don't know what you want
Everything is caving falling into ruin Everybody learns We spend most our lives just picking up the mess But there is never less
A broken little boy from the window where he fell I did not love him well If jesus is my friend then i don't know where he went With the heart that he stole
I look in your eyes and there i see A version of me i'd like to meet While lying alone inside the dark Wondering what our lives are for I must cut them out and zip them up In the palms of my hands so i can look Whenever i feel like giving up But then you'd be blind so i must stop
