H-h-h-h-hush, don't say too much, the twisting
In my gut, it won't let up
No, I can't wake up, it's dangerous
The rush, it's losing touch

I think I'm going under
This feeling's been outnumbered

This pedestal inside my head
Is shrinking by the second
It's not his fault, just ill contempt
It might be innocent
This pedestal inside my head
Is shrinking by the second
It's not his fault, just ill contempt
It might be innocent

No, I won't wait forever
You should have known me better
I can't keep looking backwards
Why can't you see I'm fractured?

I think I'm going under
This feeling's been outnumbered

This pedestal inside my head
Is shrinking by the second
It's not his fault, just ill contempt
It might be innocent
This pedestal is caving in
I thought that you were different
It's all your fault, this ill contempt
You're not so innocent

(It's all your fault, it's not so-)