We bury ourselves alive in a cold, steel van
This pain isn't getting better
The cities, they haven't changed
I'm not the same
Because of one and each other, we stay together
This silence is getting scary
The people, they haven't changed, I've changed
Deconstruct this love, replace this time
Rebuild or nail yourself to the ground
The blinder I am, the better I think that I am
The songs that are playing are still too loud
Tiring myself from these walls that I tore to the ground, drown
We destroy ourselves at night and we fall apart
Just like every magazine stand, we try to find the right words
Just a telephone call, it makes things better
So I stare out the window and I wish that I was alive