I wonder what words are exchanged
While I'm sitting here counting away
The tick of the clock on the wall
That holds nothing at all anymore
And I wonder who's laughing out loud
At a joke I once lived to tell
I'd break the ice in a crowd
They would sit and delight in my words
I'm in confinement
Stuck here in silence
What I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall
In a room with smoke and mirrors ten feet tall
I'd spy on my thoughtful design
While I live in this empty house
Watching the life I built
But I'm missing out
I was stripped of my clothes and my face
Living like a blank canvas these days
Struck by a bandit I took in
Who said that she needed a home
Boy was I blinded
Now I am finding
What I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall
In a room with smoke and mirrors ten feet tall
I'd spy on my thoughtful design
While I live in this empty house
Watching the life I built
But I'm missing out
My foundation is cracked but
Piece by piece I am building it back
What I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall
In a room with smoke and mirrors ten feet tall
What I wouldn't give to be a fly on the wall
In a room with smoke and mirrors ten feet tall
I'd spy on my thoughtful design
While I live in this empty house
Watching the life I built
But I'm missing out