Take back what you said, its all your fault.
They dont forget a thing.
Creeping in the shade of your skin. He cries till you let him in.
Take back all you said, its all youre worth.
And whats it to you now? Bit off your lip sealed shut with the blood.
Until you find a new way to let them know
all you are is all youve been.

Nail the lid off,
tall to nothing,
tear my throat,
tear the curtains down
tear them down,
tear them down,
tear them down,
tear them down
Tear the ribbon off your head,
let the locks fall, but follow where they fall.

And mark the ground with the little bit of blood
that you stole from the inside of our heart.
Yeah our heart is big enough to keep us all alive,
just working with each other to survive.
let me out, let me out, let me in.

Trouble not enough for all in or nothing.
Hard like the rain pouring in his pocket, he got it,
and never talks about it,
or understands the pain inside.

A light, a door, a presence. Simple like it was before,
but hotter than I could endure.
So tell me more, an antidote, a fleeting cure to clear my throat.
Why did it take too long to catch the lock that led me wrong...
Now quicker than ever a flash of light crashes and closes my eyes,
and to my surprise, what do I see...
One step above right where I was before I read the words...
Hand. Yourself. The Truth. Or Else. Whats Left. But Pride. And Dirt.
Hand. Yourself. The Truth. Or Else. Whats Left. But Pride. And Dirt.

Trouble not enough for all in, or nothing.
Hard like the rain pouring in his pocket,
he got it, and never talks about it.