Take me when you need it, take me to the start Of when we both assumed it, of when we played the part Now we’re empty handed, a pretty parting card Words when you don’t mean it Cut without the scar My mind is stuck in the middle, of what the signs could bring And days are strange and they’re muddled to me, to me I’m the one who cannot keep you He’s a silent player saying “Thrill me, move me, just don’t see me” Fill me up and leave it, fill me up and go Proof is when you mean it, when time gives way to flow Leave me empty hearted, leave me on my own Take my heart and beat it, I could be alone