I look around and I see the sound of wishing
Through the walls, out into the sky
I hear a call, I know it is probably a lie
Enticing as it all seems, I know how a belief
Can torment one's own mind
His face has dug deep into my flesh

I will break my way into his garden
Barefoot I sink into the thorns
He can never notice the blood or me
I am almost completely certain, he knows hardly
I will walk and derange my mind
I will not talk, the screaming that billows
Bouncing through my mind
I don’t trust my judgment of myself
Again and again I put this love
Away and then too close
For the rest of my life
I will hold onto every piece
The memory, the dreams
Of wanting you