This old cracked ceiling Is creeking at you It seems to know the feelingOf breaking like you do You came here to test yourselfTo take it all on In stead you’ve made a mess of yourself You’ve been having too much fun And now you’re fighting strangers And shadows on the wall And voices in your headSaying ’Why am I here at all?’ You’ve ruled out your choices Like the loyalist you are And drowned all those noises Strumming your guitar Wrapped in cold comfortA brief and short-lived kick Another can of ExportThat ought to do the trick Cause she used to come home early Just to be with you And now it’s getting later And there’s really nothing you can do I came here to save youThough I know I never could I don’t wanna change youI just wish you understood That you are just a puppet In a poetess’ play And it’s time to cut the strings now It’s time to walk away Another early hourAnother painful kiss Climb back up in your towerGo dream of what you miss You came here to calm yourself
To set yourself free In stead you’re alarmed as hellCause now you know you never will be This is your illusion These are your dreams This is your life And it’s never what it seems I came here to save youThough I know I never could I don’t wanna change youI just wish you understood That you are just a puppet In a poetess’ play And it’s time to cut the strings now It’s time to walk away