Sometimes
I stood by the broken door
And couldn’t let it open,
But somehow
The tears just kept flowing.
No control in hand,
I ripped myself apart.
Bottle up this weakness
and put it away.
Chorus
Sometimes I hold my breath.
Sometimes I sit alone outside.
Sometimes I couldn’t sleep,
But I guess it’s not just me.
You’ll find my tears
Spilled on the floor.
You’ll find that broken door.
There’s no need to be like this.
In my sick obsession
Of my over-pretensions,
I lost the one thing I couldn’t find.
You were the first,
Now I am to blame.
A smile so sincere
I gave myself away.
Sold to the open world.
With wide eyes
I’ll make this through.
With open lies
I’ll pull this off.
Chorus
Secrets to remain unseen,
Stowed away until it’s time to face a fear.
I held on to what became dearest,
But in the end it let go of me.
I tend to think a lot
About how I’m the only one who can hear.
Only I can see the present with the past.
It’s only me who can feel,
But it doesn’t last.
Chorus
The problem is,
They can only see their own problems
Screaming back from yesterday.
Sleeping was the only time
we didn’t have to think.
A place where we only had to be
Swept away by our dreams.
You’ll find my tears
Spilled on the floor.
You’ll find the broken door,
But you’ll never find me!
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