Your stitches are all out, but your scars are healing
wrong
And the helium balloon inside your room has come undone
And it's pushing up at the ceiling and the flickering lights it
cannot get beyond
Oh, everyone takes turns, now it's yours to play the part
And they're sitting all around you holding copies of your
chart
And the misery inside their eyes is synchronized reflecting into
yours
Hold on
One more time with feeling
Try it again
Breathing's just a rhythm
Say it in your mind until you know that the words are right
This is why we fight
You thought by now you'd be so much better than you are
You thought by now they'd see that you had come so far
And the pride inside their eyes would synchronize into a love
you'll never know
So much more than you can show
Hold on
One more time with feeling
Try it again
Breathing's just a rhythm
Say it in your mind until you know that the words are right
This is why we fight
This is why we fight |
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