All the pieces are re-arranging
Inside my mind, all the fucking time
Tiny whispers, but why are you shouting?
Is this yours or mine? I think it is a crime
Inside your pocket, dancing with the devil
Look beyond my eyes, you'll see there's no surprise
Flagrantly jumping to the nearest exit,
You'll find no relief I turn the other cheek
And I don't believe it's true
When you say you want it too
Brave enough to say it, brave enough to try it
Cleansing of the mind or cleansing of the soul?
Protagonist beliefs but antagonizing feelings
Mirrors in the sky, reflect your hollow eyes
And I don't believe it's true
When you say you want it too
And I tore apart an empty heart last night to find deep regrets
And I don't believe it's true
When you say you want it too
And I tore apart an empty heart last night to find deep regrets
