I'd rather watch you soar
Count your blessings more
What are you waiting for
Bitter, aching, sore
When I closed the door

They're playing tricks on me
Who I wanna be
And who I'll never be
Are totally separate things

I need to separate
Myself from the situation
I'm finding a new vibration
To fit myself inside

Been working hard to find
The corners of my mind
Are breaking, caving in
My walls cave down
I'm shaking as it pours
You'd rather watch me sore