If I hide myself all in my phone I can pretend that no ones even home and that you won’t have a chance at ever finding me
‘Cause if I lash out against my own skin as the panic excruciatingly starts sinking in I’ll be forced to stare this monster in the face
So instead I’ll punch the looking glass and never dare to once look back for to flinch when I’m in pain is to be weak
I’ll tie a noose from the strings on this guitar and hang the straight end from the stars so when I jump I’ll be illuminated by the moon
Don’t ask questions when you can’t speak it’s better not knowing anything so just pay the bill when the coroner comes for cash
My rings are yours and that guitar too though it may not play the same for you seeing as a crucial component is missing from the frets
And as my heart beats on in vain yet my sanity is but down the drain you may rest assured I gave it all I had up ‘til the end
I’m just sorry you have to dawn all black again