The walls of the prison don't break.
And the drugs in my system don't take.
Every day when I wake up,
I'm alone with my old mistakes.
Now the ghost of a girl without a face
tells me I don't belong in this place.
I could tell her how I feel,
but I really have nothing to say.
I fall like an airplane
on my way down.
I fall like an airplane
on my way down.
Now the cause of the schism won't fade.
And I scratch at my stitches as I beg
for the girl no one knows to come back
And make it all okay.
The memories circle around my head.
They tell me that I'm dead,
cause I don't remember where they came from.
So I'm passively letting her walk away,
cause I am not afraid of the dark.
But nothing ever ends that way.
So I crawl back to die in my cave
with the pieces of my heart in my hands.
Then I till my grave.
And as the sadness overcomes my rage,
and the poison rushes through my veins,
I'll say I always knew who she was from the very first day.
I fall like an airplane
on my way down.
I fall like an airplane
on my way down.
I fall like an airplane
on my way down.
I fall like an airplane
on my way down.