Playing my heart so many times There's always a weak hand holding mine Saying the way that I have said 'This is the way' Every scene is still the same Just with a different faceless name Falling and breaking, cleaning I am holding on so
CHORUS This is where my heart is, longs to be Hurting you, needing you This is where I always want to be Suffering
Every night you come to see beautiful faces playing me And the fallen lives and crimson walls reflect my lines Breaking through thoughts and mindless games Your love is a whisper coming clean And behind the curtains I can see you're not impressed with me
Can you take everything that I hold? Will you wash away just what the past is?