Hope

Millie tried to talk the pleasure back into being alive

Reminiscing 'bout the apricots and blunts on Peckham Rye

Won't call her friends 'cause she's ashamed of being locked into bed

Can't feel her legs and feeling like a liar at best

You're not alone like you think you are

You're not alone like you think you are

We all have scars, I know it's hard

You're not alone, you're not alone

You're not alone like you think you are

You're not alone like you think you are

We all have scars, I know it's hard

You're not alone, you're not alone

You're not alone, you're not alone

Started sweating bullets when her dad asked, "How d'you really feel?"

She said, "I've been feeling like something inside me wants to scream

Won't call my friends, I'm persuaded that they'll leave in the end

Can't feel my legs, I'm feeling like a liar at best"

You're not alone like you think you are

You're not alone like you think you are

We all have scars, I know it's hard

You're not alone, you're not alone

You're not alone like you think you are

You're not alone like you think you are

We all have scars, I know it's hard

You're not alone, you're not alone

I've often felt like I was born under a bad sign

Wearing suffering like a silk garment or a spot of blue ink

Looking for light and finding a hole where there shouldn't be one

I cannot communicate the depth of the feeling

Truth is I'm still learning to be open about this

But know that I know and you're not alone

You know that I know and you're not alone

You're not alone like you think you are

You're not alone like you think you are

We all have scars, I know it's hard

You're not alone, you're not alone

You're not alone like you think you are

You're not alone like you think you are

We all have scars, I know it's hard

You're not alone, you're not alone