I wish I could and if I would
I’d make this go away...

Can't live, Can't seem to breathe
It's dark what people believe...

This knifes bin there for me
In times of need unlike you...

In the afternoon in silence
In the place where I was born...

Beneath my wrist there are violin strings
But their music feels lost in the past...

Too many pictures and not enough memories
It’s as if the camera lived a life not me...

If only I could fix a point in space
If only I could find some space in time...

The hurt will hurt you
The row will sadden you...

Last night I woke up
And saw you dancing on a knife...

What do you want from me
Tell me what it is you need...

Moves over the chain
Shakes off the cobwebs...

As another sun rises
On another broken daughter...