I die every night when I fall asleep And wake up falling, jolting the life back in me. It reminds of me when I look into your eyes. Dying as I gaze into them, then jolting back to life whenever you blink. These little deaths are starting to wear on the walls Iβve built up Inside of me. Until eventually their will be nothing left but foundation crumbling. Oh, what am I going to do with you, my knight in shinning armor? You wear it like the tattoos on your skin. Itβs hiding the real you within. Will you trust me as I try to understand? I will be gentle as I remove it Bit by bit. Until theirs nothing left but the real you The one I fell in love with.