When you once, unafraid, wore your heart on your sleeve and the ones that you loved chose to just turn and leave. Every day it gets harder to somehow believe you will survive, so you strive just to keep up your guard, 'cause it's safer to hold every card. Oh, it's safer to hold every card. I feel out of control, I feel safe on the ground. I go building up walls, yet I wish to be found. A true contradiction to which I am bound as I keep on spinning around and around... And I look at the people
who've worked it all out and I wonder why I'm still a bundle of doubt and sometimes I wanna just stand up and shout, 'just commit and deal with it before your life flies by, don't let your life fly by.' But is it safer? Maybe it's safer if I don't try.