Why can't this silence inside me be broken?
Why is it hurting me so hard?
So I stand here jealous for this.
Slowly falling in this suicide.
Slowly falling backwards in time.
Swallowing the knives of this killer
But your glowing ghost is still following me
I can't consider the word 'love' attached to you
So many broken threads hold this heart together
But you're only watching the clock tick back and forth.
We sing the same words to the same song
The only difference is our voices
You can only see these eyes of sorrow
But I can't see yours.
So trust me, I will find you.
This is my last trip home,
so if you please, come with me.
Can I kiss you one last time before I go?
But only if you let me.
Can I ever tell you how I actually feel?
But only if I let me.