I'm hanging on to every picture,
You can't make me throw them away,
(You can't make me throw them away)

My happiness trapped in a glass frame,
The only way to see the real you again.


I think he's listening
(And I don't care)
Because there's nothing left

(To Lose or fear)
You're looking at me,
(With your porcelain eyes)

It makes it so hard,
(To know when you lie)


I Have, Have I?
I Have not given up yet.
There is, Is There?

There is still hope left here...

Painting over dirt you tracked in your life

Then you tripped and fell on your knife,
(You tripped and fell on your own knife)
Day by day you try to fake this

An artificial plant and you still feed it

Just keep, Just keep the rest of me.

Mirrors hurt too much for me to see

From a distance, I see your eyes

Then you run to hide the light..





I know he's listening

(And I don't care)
Because there's nothing left
(To Lose or fear)

Still staring at me,
(With your porcelain eyes)
It makes it so hard,

(To know when you lie)
When you Lie...
When you LIE


There is, Is There?
There is no hope left here...