i start to part two halves of my heart in the dark and i
don't know where i should go
and the tears and the fears begin to multiply
taking time in a simple place
in my bed where my head rests on a pillow case
and it's said that a war's led but i forget
that i let another day go by
i wanna be afraid but it seems that these days
i'm caught under water and i'm falling farther
my heart's getting harder
am i screaming to an empty sky?
'cause one half of my heart is free
'cause the other half of my heart's asleep
sing a song but don't believe
'cause the poison's on my lips
at your finger tips no one's lacking stuff
when it seems that we have enough stuff
we're killing ourselves just to get to the top
but we won't stop talking about what we got
and how we all love it when we're loved a lot
and how everybody thinks i'm just so free
free? did you hear the verse that came first
and how my own body's waging war on me?
i bet you didn't know something as absurd
there's a word that i've said more than any other word
and i pray that our word was heard
sing a song but don't believe
'cause the poison's on my lips
everything that you've become
and tomorrow's sure to come