I won't see in the morning. 

So I keep my eyes open through the night. 

I take these things for more than what they're worth. 

Call me a hopless romantic, call me just plain pathetic, 

I am what I feel, and tonight I don't feel that much. 



The new is in, the new is in. 

I'm feeling better all ready. 

I shed my skin, I shed my skin. 

My head is starting to steady. 



I'm sorry I won't be reachable for days, 

I'm cutting myself off. 

Please leave me be in my misery, 

I'm making ammends with my concious. 



So, come next year I won't be reachable for days, 

Because I'm taking time to let this story write it's page. 

I'm now convinced that there will be no other way. 



Break apart the boy I used to be, 

And build the man that I've become. 

I am a saint in sinners clothing, 

Watch me save the world. 

I am a saint in sinners skin, 

Now let the healing begin. 

Let the healing begin. 



I can look myself in the eye now, 

I can feel some magic happening. 

I can breathe on my own now, 

I can feel my body sinking in. 

Sinking in, sinking in