here we are broken and stained by the past I guess we are just not built to last here we are crumbling apart as we choose I don't think we are meant for abuse

how can you carry the weight of the world do you stay in the arms of a girl how can you stand being lonely inside and you're trapped by the weight of your pride

standing in place don't get us very far now we're choking and pain feel the scar here we are quietly listening around and we're barely alive from the sound

how can you carry the weight of the world do you stay in the arms of a girl how can you stand being lonely inside and you're trapped by the weight of your pride

you sit here alone you sit here alone by yourself you are better at home the ceramic that falls from the Shelf