I give you this box.
Covered in Gold...

The door slams shut.
The engine starts...

Sometimes...
You're gunna feel alone...

So afraid to let down gaurd.
Thinking that nobody will accept you...

Looking into her eyes
sets your soul on fire...

She tossed and turns in her sleep.
Nightmares...

Trapped within the hourglass
She's gasping for air...

Lips like water.
Smooth to the touch...

Scream as loud as you want.
No one will hear you...

My heart's not something to be played with.
If it breaks...

Putting that bottle to your lips.
You might as well shoot yourself...

Its okay to be wrong.
Its okay to cry...