I've been walkin' through this house as a ghost, I understand that there's no way out...
And I can take it while my heart and mind are numb,
I can tell you that it hurts now...
Voices in my head tell me what I can do,
You'll never get a ticket through.
You can't turn from the bottom when the chance at redemption ain't comin' for you...
Well maybe I secretly know and I've been sabotaging myself...
You can call me Backstabber.
And I'm waiting for the ambush...
I'm hiding behind my own worst enemy...
Then I burnt this house down...
With everything in it...
All of us in it...
I'm tearing down the walls of our home
Hoping that you'll hear me somehow
And I can take it while the Earth stood still
Well I can tell you that it's dark now.
Oh youthful, blindness, and curse
Begging for truth, and kindness, forgiveness and blessings given to all of us...
Undeserved and narrowly just...
Oh maybe I secretly know and I've been sabotaging myself,
You can call me Backstabber.
And I'm waiting for the ambush...
I'm hiding behind my own worst enemy...
Then I burnt this house down...
With everything in it...
All of us in it...
I never meant to paint these walls with fear and regret...
I dind't know it was happening...
The photos that line these halls are ones that I've never seen...
So take your pictures, leave...
Take your pictures, leave...
And I've been walkin' through this house like a ghost, I understand that there's no way out...
And I'm waiting for the ambush...
I'm hiding behind my own worst enemy...
Then I burnt this house down...
With everything in it...
With all of us in it...