i feel your footsteps at my door
and you won’t come around anymore
i see you take the long way round
I pick myself off the ground
but I feel you breathing through the wood wishing it away
burying yourself in yesterday
memory of what could have been if you weren’t so steeped in sin

glass eye gaze into me tell me what you see
peephole in my door, shine back me sprawled on the floor
your name scrawled on my lips, your hands tight on my hips
playback the play book of a fool
tell me the truth, glittering and cruel
glass eye gaze into me.
you’ll see what you want to see

late night out of your mind
late night and i’m on your mind
i see you see me and it’s on your face, mirrored heartache
but don’t touch me don’t love me don’t say you’re above me
i’ve had enough of your love to last a lifetime
call it love and call me up but i can’t call you mine
i’m walking the line, you’re swerving all over the road.
well the guardrail went missing late last night and you took a hard right
baby you can’t make this right.

I feel your footsteps at my door and I know you’re out there
your fingers are caught in my hair and i’m running, dashing through your dreams
nightmare vision called reality
and you can’t keep ahold no you can’t keep me down
try and bring me down to your level
try and make me live in your hell.
and i’m tossing and turning and screaming for someone to savemesavemesaveme
and they throw the rope and I swear that it’s wrong
I know you're coming, it won’t be long
five months gone and covered in burns
you’d think I would have learned

I feel your footsteps at my door and I want you to stay I want you to say
I’m sorry, I didn’t mean it I was scared i was tired i was wired, wired to the t, wired thinking about you and me
where has my pride gone?
out the window to hillenbrand hall
where you told me it all
and secrets fell out of your mouth
and tears from your eyes
and rain from the skies
and my heart
right

out


of

my
body.

and my pride is an empty ache that’s a little more than I can take
but i’d take you back, so fast so fast
how long can this rage last?
can you follow through on your promises?
can i follow through on quitting you,
will you quit calling me
I guess we’ll see
I guess we’ll see
Glass eye gaze into me

your body’s pressed up against my dorm room door, but you’re not saying anything
i don’t know if you’re there, i don’t know if you care
but i’m here if you want me, i’m here when you need me
I wish you’d open your eyes and see me.
this isn’t a dream, this is your life; i’m not asking to be your lifelong wife
I just wanted a chance
you started this like a storybook romance and it’s ending like a blank page.

but i’ve got a pen, and baby, i’m ready to write again.
just let me know when.