What started out as mystery to me,
A subtle tear in the seams has made a rift,
And I can't compete with the weight of the world at my feet.
I'm trying to show you, I'm trying to, dying to see.
I'll keep waiting for the tides of
Change to wash my hands clean of this.
I'll keep waiting for the tides of change to wash all my insides away.
It seems that this is how it's going to be.
I'd rather waste my time with anything more welcoming,
With anyone who makes me feel like I'm worth something.
If we can't change our ways,
There's no hope left for us to find a way.
If we can't change our ways, there's no hope.
So, I'll keep waiting for the tides of
Change to wash my hands clean of this.
I'll keep waiting for the tides of change to wash all my insides away.
What started out as a mystery to me,
A subtle tear in the seams has made a rift,
And I can't believe how very fragile our hearts come to be.
We bend and we break till the blood we pump is replaced with grief.
This used to mean something,
But you've made it clear that you want nothing more to do with me.
There's nothing left so you can't see the effect on me.
If we can't change our ways,
There's no hope left for us to find a way.
If we can't change our ways, there's no hope.
If you keep cutting them off when
They don't do the things the way you want...
If you keep cutting me up like I don't
Feel a thing, a ghoul will haunt our memories.
Don't let us turn to grey and watch as we fade.
(Show me the key to seal away our demons.)
I hope we don't just fade away.
If we can't change our ways,
There's no hope left for us to find a way.
If we can't look deep inside and
Realize we're to blame, there's no hope.
I hope we don't just fade away.
If you keep cutting them off when
They don't do the things the way you want...
If you keep cutting me up, then I won't feel a thing.