play me a chord of music
that won’t remind me of you
my parachute’s faulty
and I’m speeding faster down

get me out of this hospital
that’s for my tired mind
if I even open my eyes, my ears
I risk every memory coming back

brand new day, same old thoughts
coming back as words
they’re stuck inside, on my throat
that’s hoarse from screaming

my nails are chipped and broken
from clawing at your insides
trying to play back the hidden messages
you left when a tear rolled down

if I turn my head around fast enough
I’ll catch you giving me all of your love
spin me those stories made of gold
for these cold nights give me something to hold

I think if I think of you
one more time
I’ll be left with no choice
but to give in to the night, and close my eyes.