If I have to take a crowbar to your mouth

To make what's on the inside come out

Ivory chips fall to the floor

Swept under the rug and out the door



What a night

Back and forth with no end in sight

I can't watch this again

You just don't understand



Why - do we always end right where we began

We - can break this cycle if you'd just understand



Scream it to me and I swear I'll understand

I'd rather you scream your lungs out than lay on the end, of my bed, with your head, hanging over the edge, of this four cornered ship, on a figure-eight trip



I felt our swan song coming on

But I wasn't ready to sing it

You curled, up to me, knee to knee, with your eyes Glazed over with pain

Hide behind your tears

Now let's confront our fears