Got a garden in my chest

Full of certain things I've never said

Color bleeding in my head

But I'll just watch the drying paint instead

Keep it neat, keep it small

A quiet riot lives behind these walls

My tongue is tied in lace and thread

But I'm screaming in my head

Every touch I've never chased

Every truth I can't unlace

Buried in a silent place

Where no one sees the mess I've made

Every room's a haunted stage

Where my voice dissolves in shame

I'll trace the paths I'll never tread

In these four walls and the touch from a lonely bed

If I cracked this bottle open

Would they still turn their backs away?

I wonder, "should I leave it all and just go home to the family and my sister's baby?"

Every touch I've never chased

Every truth I can't unlace

Buried in a silent place

Where no one sees the mess I've made

Every room's a haunted stage

Where my voice dissolves into shame

I'll trace the paths I'll never tread

In these four walls and the touch from a lonely bed

I'm full of songs I never sing

A thousand lives I never bring

To bloom beneath the morning sun

I wanna cry, but life moves on

I'm full of songs I never sing

A thousand lives I never bring

To bloom beneath the morning sun

I wanna cry but life moves-

Keep it neat, keep it small

A quiet riot lives behind these walls

My tongue is tied in lace and thread

But I'm screaming in my head