It hurts to say that you played the guitar in your head in your head You memorized the rhythm It cuts through to your spine Look above, look around, look under, you hear no voices The silence didnβt **** you the voice in your head did The burn in your heart did, till you lost sense of it So you keep playing what you wrote saying if my heart did ever bleed it would sound like this It would sound like this It would feel like this Itβs my magnum opus I layed on the floor, im always leaving myself helpless.