Your words are kind and your eyes are sweet

All of my beginnings end in defeat

Meanwhile I know it's time to go home.

Your whispering kings I cannot believe

I don't know what you want to achieve

All I know is l must be alone.



I watch your hands as they keep on shaking

If my heart is safe then why is it breaking?

And I need to know who I am forsaking.



If you were me would you feel like this?

Would you try to bridge this gap with a kiss

Or would you walk for miles to try to be with me?

Your hand shakes as you sweeten your drink

My hands shake so I try not to think

It's worse to be in love than it is to be free.



I'll never know where you came from

But what you think I'll then become:

I'm just a character that lives in your mind.

Your prophecies determine my life

So I watch as you play with the knife

Hoping that you'll know how to be kind