Two years full of regret
Burned bridges I hadn't finished building yet
Took on more than I could hold
Should've been building something
I could call my own
Like a guest in your own home
An inside joke that everyone else knows
An open room where you can't go
We're all the same, but we are out of phase
You can't protect what you can't see
Now I'm careful with everything
You said you were listening
As you turned back to the screen
Like a guest in your own home
An inside joke that everyone else knows
An open room where you can't go
We're all the same, but we are out of phase
