You're a tree that wants to throw me out

a cliff that wants to push me off

and all I ever wanted was some space to myself.

Some space to breathe in

when everything I've been through is you.



The air is cold, and I can't run anymore.

I'm half ready to half believe I am the reason for this.



You're a lake that wants to pull me in

a friend that wants to push me out

and all I ever wanted was someone who understands.

The meaning of this all

when I was just myself.



You're a tree that wants to throw me out

a cliff that wants to push me off

and all I ever wanted was some space to myself.

Some space to breathe in

when everything I've been through is you.



Honestly I believe the words You spill.

The headlines prove this war is real.

Honestly I believe the words You spill.

You're the Truth, and I believe.