Everything we've made is hidden behind a veil These passive-aggressive silences, they hurt my ears It's deafening, it's deafening so Please let more than silence speak Will I live long enough to feel love? And will I ever feel good enough for anyone? I saw you in the ocean of trees with paths shaped like my veins But when the paths split into highways, you spill out of me, you spill out of me If I'm so loved, then why does everybody look happier without me? And solitude has become me, will I ever feel anyone's embrace again? Every night I feel like I'm dying and recreated in the morning Will I live long enough to feel love? And will I ever feel good enough for anyone? I deserve to feel love again, to feel love again