[Verse 1]
How can I be honest when I must confess
That I don't know how to find my own way sometimes?
When it all went fuzzy, when he tried to touch me
Even in sobriety, I could not see clearly

[Chorus]
I feel it running through my hands like we're out of time
Make demands, make some sense of lines
I've drawn in or colored outside
But what of this blank page?

[Verse 2]
I can see through my skin right down the bone
All of me that's caved in, all that I've unknown
All of the compartments fighting for one drawer
I could close or open when I'm rеady for more

[Chorus]
I feel it running through my hands like we'rе out of time
Make demands, make some sense of lines
I've drawn in or colored outside
But what of this blank page?

[Bridge]
It's easy to make sense of wanting
All I could not leave, I told you
I'd be better off without you
Could we find the reasons now for
Motivation

[Outro]
Altercation