Lyrics:

Ask why
You don't wanna talk about the things that make you cry
You're never really sure about the reasons or the whys
Same thing
Except the main intention
Yours was meant to cut
And that look upon your face can only mean one thing
And that is
You hate the things that I'm thinking
The things read in my eyes
We open up the box and let the demons in the skies
Yeah, the skies
But I'm learning all about my life
'Cause I read it on the front page on the paper
The boy on the bike has delivered my life
And along with it comes my alibis
And I'm screaming at the sight of the print
In the corner as I read it
I drop my coffee
The date's not today nor the day that's before
It's the next
That's what kills me
I have no choice
I can't remember all the things you said
I can't remember all the times that you turn that perfect smile
Upside down and then
Spun it all around
In the office that I animate
I've seen you cry, but I can't relate
To words from happy songs
A title of a boy who was a little bit empty
Blind man
I wish my limbs were broken
I'd have hands to heal
I can't wake up and I can't sleep
So just crash
Just crash

In the time that it took the flashing van to split the road
I actually cared about its destination
The car with the cans on the back
And the sign just bearing my expectation
Pull to the side possibly for like everyone else
Ask the simplest questions
'Was it the wife of a lover or a child
Of a mother or some hated politician?'
And I remember reading all about it in the morning
Yes, one awful, sad misfortune
The light had turned red but the witnesses said
His eyes were on the girl beside him
So take your time
Rest your mind
And let others creep into your soul now
In my life
There are few
Opportunities to
Find release
And justify some peace
Justify some
Justify some
Justify some
Find release
Justify some peace