There's silence in a bedroom Left from things we tend to do when we're apart Assuming what's not from foreign thoughts that can't explain these sounds; Hollow walls that don't keep us in bounds, All of their frames hear what we say
It's hard to compete with Your backbone of friendships that break down the door Every time they hear you raise your voice
The wall built to guide you is something I have to deal with Reporting back to them before it gets to you Before I get to you
I'm sleeping with shoes on with you in your bed Just in case they don't like the way I turn my head
Pushing me further from grabbing your hand to run far away So we can build upon our collective dream The whispers, they follow, convince you to turn back And go listen to who they think that you would be much better off with
"I can't open up" you said I'll milk my chance to open up, spill everything I've got It doesn't happen enough