How else can I say I am not your hide-away?
Get your face out from the crook in my arm
And no longer just I can be whats keeping you alive
If I slip up, if I fall asleep you're gone
And god knows I've tried
But I am god damn tired

And I will build a fort around you
The bricks are drying in the sun
Stay real still, I'll soon be done
But I'm not strong enough to hold you up

I've got a hole inside my gut
And its tearing me apart
Yea this hole inside my gut
It is tearing me apart (x5)

I am small, the television's falling from the second floor
My sister's hand in mine, as we watch it go
Another scene with sirens in the front yard
For the neighbors to read by the lights of
I am small, the television's falling from the second floor
My sister's hand in mine, as we watch it go
Another scene with sirens in the front yard
For the neighbors to soak in the lights of