A blank, blank line with no inflection
Don't hold me up for too long
But all these walls have right angles
Don't hold me up for too long
I'm not that tough, I'm not that strong
I'm not that tough, I'm not that strong
But all these walls have right angles
I'm not that tough, I'm not that strong
Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now?
Don't hold me up for too long
And all these thoughts are pure triangles
Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now?
A broken heart with new direction
Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now?
Now
And all these thoughts are pure triangles
Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now?
You see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now
