I'll draw my lines until they're gone
Complete the cycle
Of what's wrong once more
Like I always do

You left the swing hanging
From the ropes that won't last
These wooden stairs made out of glass

The dream that we believe in
Is the barrel that we breathe
Under the shining surface
Our shallow souls suffer and scream

Emotions that I'll never share
Distorted feelings
To inhale and exhale
I can't make them disappear

You left the swing hanging
From the ropes that won't last
These wooden stairs made out of glass

The dream that we believe in
Is the barrel that we breathe
Under the shining surface
Our shallow souls suffer and scream

We live our lives by living
Searching for something, something missing
And the things for which we stand
Are the ones we'll never have

Some things aren't true until you say them out loud
Some things aren't true, when they come out of my mouth

You left the swing hanging
From the ropes that won't last
These wooden stairs made out of glass

We stand on nothing
We stand on nothing
We stand on nothing
And I am nothing

The dream that we believe in
Is the barrel that we breathe
Under the shining surface
Our shallow souls suffer and scream

We live our lives by living
Searching for something, something missing
And the things for which we stand
Are the ones we'll never have