They won't call it a breakdown
When it's every second week
We build walls just to feel proud
That we built anything at all
We traded minds, you called it "small talk"
While we were locked up in your room
You got high and laid yourself down
I watched your demons punish you
Only the dead are without fear
And we know your head is not your own
Nor anyone else here
The wall is within you
Would you please keep your feet pressed to the floor
And your eyes on the front door
We drove miles just to see towns
That inspired our favourite books
But every time we were let down
This isn't how I thought it'd look
Only the dead are without fear
And we know your head is not your own
Nor anyone else here
The wall is within you
Would you please keep your feet pressed to the floor
And your eyes on the front door
And take your hands off the headboard
'Cuz we know your head is not your own
Only the dead are without fear
And we know your head is not your own
Nor anyone else here
The wall is within you
Would you please keep your feet pressed to the floor
And your eyes on the front door
Only the dead are without fear
And we know your head is not your own
Nor anyone else here
The wall is within you
Would you please keep your feet pressed to the floor
And your eyes on the front door
And take your hands off the headboard