Walls

Are you listening? We write a thousand pages, they're torn and on the floor Headlights hammer the windows, we're locked behind these doors And we are never leaving, this place is part of us And all these scenes repeating are cold to the touch My hands seem to deceive me When I'm nervous, when I'm healthy The sceneries all drawn They hang here from the walls dear Painting pictures, bleeding colors Blanket at the windows Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe Your eyes see right through me These fights with your arms left beside It's one thing and one more says goodnight You've got the map, come get to me These knuckles break before they bleed Tear out these veins that own my heart This skin that wears your lasting marks I've built these walls come get to me Come get to me Is this your lesson? A slight discretion The lines that keep you, the lines that sweep you Lock the doors from the inside Your face is so contagious, it wears announcements It leaves me breathless, I won't forget this I won't forget Sometimes it gets so hard to breathe Your eyes see right through me Let the walls have their say Let the walls have their say Let the walls have their say Let the walls have their say Let the walls have their say Have their say There's no conversation, words without remorse And this television drowns the only source Wake from these dreams of you in my arms To the staircase where you hold my heart This place, these walls mean everything to me