Wallowing inside, you fight my indiscretions
Setting aside all hope and lovers grace
You play yourself through the strings of a violin
Plucking each and every one so diligently
The bittersweet melody humming through ears
Once again, the harmonies break

Your destiny will soon begin to break
Now, shall we play with these...indiscretions?
This ear splitting sound rushing in your ears
This game is played with grace
Let’s play this round diligently
Listen over the violin

Try and look past the sound of the violin
Does your inner self continue to break?
How can a lesser soul play so diligently?
Continuing this battle with strong indiscretions
Yet still, there is no given grace
Let’s try and listen through ears

Please, please, these soundless ears
Can’t hear the sound of this violin
You play with little grace
This game isn’t supposed to break
Aren’t we getting sick of these indiscretions?
You think you can do this diligently?

You wonder why this game is played diligently.
Have you been listening through deaf ears?
You amuse yourself through indiscretions
There’s a reason for this violin
Playing this instrument until it begins to break
This is the feeling of grace

The need for grace
Overwhelms the want to play...diligently
Rules are bound to break
The ringing ends in ears
The end comes near for the violin
Still, you continue your indiscretions

We played with grace. Listened through deaf ears.
We played this game diligently. Through a violin
Yet you still break. Playing with indiscretions.