When I do hit the ground and my body is lying all 
sprawled out. 
My eyes search around to see who is all standing around 
me. 
I can see myself and the crowd gathers around to help. 
There's a single person in the crowd and she's calling 
out for me.

She says “Please don't leave. I need you here. 
I can't watch you go. That's my greatest fear. 
I've always thought this day would come, 
and now that it has I feel I‘m coming undone.”

As I wander out the door you ask what I'm fighting for, 
but today I'll stay ‘cause I'm locked up in this place 
with all the thoughts and all the memories that haunted 
me before today.

I just know myself. I'm all too willing to go through 
hell, 
just to settle an old score, I would open locked up 
doors. 
I would bring around, memories left underground. 
I should staple my mouth closed, and let the good times 
be exposed

I can't watch you go. That's my greatest fear. 
I've always thought this day would come, 
and now that it has I feel I‘m coming undone.”

As I wander out the door you ask what I'm fighting for, 
but today I'll stay ‘cause I'm locked up in this place 
with all the thoughts and all the memories that haunted 
me before today.

Could you look me in the eyes and tell me everything's 
alright? 
I guess a better question is, would I believe? 
If I were to lay it all out, would you try to stick 
around? 
Or is the fear of losing me too much?

Bring around, memories left underground. 
I should staple my mouth closed, 
and let the good times be exposed

She says “Please don't leave. I need you here. 
I can't watch you go. That's my greatest fear. 
I've always thought this day would come, 
and now that it has I feel I‘m coming undone.”

As I wander out the door you ask what I'm fighting for.