Witness my existence

The heartbeat dances beyond sight

Choked under the curtains

The curtains of my heart

I used as an apology

A wishing well as an alibi

"everything will be fine"

Pouring down my spine

Screeching underneath

It's sickening

I need to let it die

I need to let it die

Painted red

Somewhat stale

Symptoms of a memory

I used as an apology

Facing doors I got no keys

The path is sealed

The truth's not here

And I don't want to live this way

I don't want to live this way

I need to let it die

Symptoms of a memory

I used as an apology

Symptoms of a memory

I used as an apology

Everything will be fine

A wishing well as an alibi

"everything will be fine"

Pouring down my spine

Screeching underneath

It's sickening

I need to let it die

Everything will be fine (everything will be fine)

Pouring down my spine

Screeching underneath

It's sickening

I need to let it die

The curtains of my heart