

(haaa...) (shhh...) The door is unlocked,
the hallway is quiet
We don't need to speak,
we keep to the silent agreement I trace the outline of the
habit we made
(I know, I know)
Step by step into the cold design
Drawing the circle, crossing the line (whispered response: pull me in)
I go back to the hurt I know
Where the dark is warm and the shadows grow Yeah,
I go back
to the hurt I know Because the quiet outside is too cold
No one is innocent,
no one is saved
We built this room from the promises we broke
I wrap the damage around me like a heavy coat
(I know, I know)
I go back to the hurt I know
Where the dark is warm and the shadows grow Yeah,
I go back to the hurt I know Because the quiet outside
is too cold
Almost home...