(2x) How else can I say I am not your hide-away, Get your face out from the crook in my arm. And not only just I can be what's keeping you alive, If I slip up, if I fall asleep you're gone. And god knows I've tried, But I am god damned tired. And I will build a fort around you, the bricks are drying in the sun, Stay real still I'll soon be done. But I'm not strong enough to hold you up, I've got a hole inside my gut and it's tearing me apart. Yeah this hole inside my gut it is tearing me apart. It is tearing me apart. (x4) I am small the television's falling from the second floor, My sister's hand in mine as we watch it go. Another scene with sirens in the front yard For the neighbors to read by the lights of.
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