Bittersweet. Fell down, broke teeth. But the risk was worth the fall. Vulnerability wouldn't mean a thing without the threat of drops of salt I'm doing all that I can to stay up off the ground, But my heart weighs a ton and it's dragging me down. I was holding my breath for so long I gave up Now I'm dizzy, light headed, I just can't... Ah, Fuck it! The largest thorn in my side is the feeling that I might be a 'regret' And I can't stop the paranoia 'til I can pull this fuckin' arrow from my chest And I can see that your defenses are engaged because you're scared to takea fall Well, you can board the doors and windows but I'm still breaking through these walls.