Why so much shame and fear in simple words? The cracks aren’t cracks, should we decide to call them fjords There’s simply no way for this getting any worse I feel used up, and that’s because…
These boxes pull the tissues of my heart apart And is there any way that you could heal a broken heart? It pains me seeing you ever so far away What harm could it all do, if you just stayed?
Why hanging up before I say important stuff? Is leaving me through your eyes not enough? How could I ever get this all so wrong? That all the truth there is you’re gone
Stay I pray And I never pray But beg don’t leave today