I always hoped one day I'd be too big for bad days
But as I sit here with this tiny box thats been...

This love it was a candle,
Burning late nights in my bed...

I was some place I wanted to be, an I had to leave...
I was some place I wanted to be, an I laughed it...

I am not sweet,
I have of venom, teeth, nails, anger...

Since when do we have to be vulnerable,
How did I forget something so fundamental...