Words fall through me And always fool me And I can't react And games that never amount To more than they're meant Will play themselves out
Take this sinking boat and point it home You've made it now
Falling slowly, eyes that know me And I can't go back Moods that take me and erase me I'm painted black You have suffered enough And warred with yourself It's time that you won
I've never felt like this, but I think I know what hanging by a thread feels like now.