take a breath, tell a lie,
exaggeration’s fine
you don’t know, nor do I
and too late to change my mind
waking up, I’m alone
with that tightness in my throat
pressure sits behind my eyes, but I think the well is dry
and ever after, but even faster
a total disaster tumbling down
a dull ache in my head, know it’s within bad
lost my way, set no path
the mud still coats the grass
in my dreams, you’re still kind
understanding why
but the wall behind the paint is just beyond the gate
every time I’m passing by late at night, I’ve thought that I might see you
every time I wonder how and wonder why, I know that there’s no answer
when I try to look alive and open wide, I know that you can see through
searching for a peace of mind the end mind find, begging for the question
why’d you have to cross the line?