how odd was it
to get here
how did I get so far from these cracks
ignore them
they're just shadows
they're just shadows

to feel the silk touch of
a singing wine glass
you brought to your lips
it's screaming now

while I'm wide awake 
you're sleeping
when I'm trying to speak 
you're screaming

it's so hard
to hate being hated
while hating everyone
and bleeding out

to understand me
you've got to search the 
broken mirror shards
for what used to be 

you see the story
before you
but you don't even
try to read it

while you're wide awake 
I'm sleeping
while you're trying to speak
I-I'm screaming

let's talk again
tomorrow night
because I'm so sick
of dying from fright