There’s a song in my chest that’s clawing its way out
I don’t know what the fuss is about
I can’t scream and I can’t shout
It’s not like I ever knew how

Luring me right out of bed
Like the voice of the rising dead
It’s an itch in the back of my head
Telling me to just let it out, but instead

I keep it right at bay
All night long and everyday
For all the words I can’t say
What was it?
Well, looks like I can’t remember anyway