Oaa, I could never prepare myself for this.

Sweetest I know that it is hard now,
it is hard to be in your clothes.
It’s hard to know where to start now,
it is hard to be here all left alone.

’cause someone pulled away the rug under your feet
and someone slipped away just leaving you with grieve
and someone hit the bell that only rings once
and the silence that comes after is without comparison.

I see myself in you (you you),
we are so much alike (oh yes we are).
You teach me how to deal with the hardest parts of life.

So someone pulled down a curtain in your face
and you came home to find your home being disgraced,
’cause someone hit the bell that only rings once
and that brings out of people what they normally want to hide

Oaa, I could never prepare myself for this