Pull me from the wreckor watch and stand sereneshards of broken glassshattered like the innocence we lost so long ago
See me emptyand fill me with a false sense of warmth and cold, so cold
I don't owe you anythingpurge this skin of feelingleft me cold and trembling
I don't owe you anything
Am I afraid ofhow much sense this makesdo I denyand tempt the inevitablecan I restrain this floodfrom rising rising rising...
I get carried awaycan I restrain this flood