you're following your heart
through the dark and drunken stupor of your fear
you stumble over truth
in the race to run so fast you disappear

and you're crashing
into walls made of misery
mirrors that you use to hide your soul

you're drowning in these lies
and convinced that you can breath your own regrets
well maybe you can swim
once you free these ghosts and demons from your chest

I want to hold you down again
and try to pull this anger from your eyes

you're running with scissor lips
cutting with every kiss
bleeding on everyone you love
you're dancing like a mace
standing in one place
beating whomever is close enough

"I'm sorry," doesn't help
and sometimes nothing else
but waiting makes it all seem worse
but living has a price
that no one thinks is right
and patience is it's mortal curse

I'm following your lead
and dancing with the voices that you chase
I'm fumbling for eloquence
to string together words to guide us safe

and I'm willing
to push till you throw me out
to wait till we join the ground
to show you how to find your way again...