If it were anything other than 

Wanting everything and having it all

All in his hands

If he were half of what he could be

He'd be nothing at all

He lives in a moment and he hangs from

The wall to prove he owns his youth


Take these bones and throw them out

My closet's seen enough for now

I need the space for hangups yet to come

And take my guilt and ring it out

I'll need it back but not right now

I'll need the space to get away

From the problems that I create


He know what he's doing and

He knows who he pains

And she knows the family that he's pushing

Away to prove that he's needed too


Chorus x2