Pick up the phone, nobody's home. I'm all alone, we've all been here before. Yesterday I saw a change, another way. As you walked out the door. . It's a twist, a little bit, I'll admit.
I'm convinced I've seen an escape for everything. They might have different names but they're all the same. But the secret's safe inside, alone and dark it hides.
I want it, I need it. I taste it, I breathe it. It fuels my aggression. It fuels all my questions. I cannot conceal it. It hits me, I feel it. It kills me, I bleed it.
This place is many things, but I'd never call it home,. It's just a building in a city, everywhere I go. This place is many things, but I can't call it home,.
It's a rodeo, welcome to the big show, round n round n here we go,. Can't take it anymore. . Hey, let's get it started, show me how ya really want it (come on),.
Wanting... watching... debating on which way to run to. Haunted... voices... craving someone to run to. I haven't lost myself in a long time. I never tried to care when I wanted to.
It falls apart. from the very start. It falls apart. Falls apart. . Everything around me. falls apart. It falls apart. from the very start. It falls apart.