Crumbled in a bedsheet
Crying, don’t leave me behind
Standing, I don’t care if you go.

So great my heart begins to race
Then burst and pace
Until what was great is just a pain
And the pain is just the mirror
Face

I can’t change the colour of blood,
and I can’t stand up for all this mud.
I am a stone.
You are the ocean.

Oh I wonder what would happen
If I fell back into ruin
Crumbled into my sheets
like dust
Never seen again.

I feel like when there is too much space around me,
I could hold a breath and never let go,
no one would hear my hand fall to the ground
because the room has too much sound, and my
small hand means nothing to a concrete floor,
carpeted over to muffle the screaming silence.

It slips off the tongue like it's been waiting for years.
Everyone eats it up like they've been starving.
And I feed them like I'm starved of attention.

Do we love each-other or are we just trying to fit in?
Pretending that because we laugh, we must love.
Telling you that you know everything about me
when I hide every thing I can from you.
Tearing my hair out, why am I such a liar?
But you've been lying too.
You tell me that you love me when I could be anyone to you.