• I'm finding it hard to comprehend

    The story that you're writing in your mind is trailing off into pretend

    I listen, so as not to offend

    You answer to the whispers of your wantings

    painting versions you befriend

    And they are yours to keep

    Your twisted tales to read

    I will not have it

    I don't understand it

    And somewhere deep inside I reckon

    someone's trying to hide from all their sadness

    But I will not have it

    I will not have it

    I will not have it

    I will not have it

    I will not have it

    And somewhere deep inside I reckon someone's trying to hide from all their sadness

  • And if I ask myself again

    Would I be brave or play pretend

    Could I be honest with myself

    And notice how far I have bent

    But this is now

    And that was then

    And I’m running away

    From who I might have been

    And now I’ve grown into my skin

    It feels so nice to be home again

    To find the space and take it over

    Unwinding all who I have been

    But this is now

    And that was then

    And I’m running away

    From who I might have been

    And I’m looking around

    For something

    To take me where I’m going

    And I won’t break

    Unless its open