My brain and my heart and all my distant parts
Don’t quite know what to do with themselves these days.
All my intuition can’t fight the indecision
and it turns out I’m scared to change my ways.
I don’t know what to do, don’t know how to get through
don’t know if I’ll ever really see.
I don’t know how I feel, I don’t know what is real
I just know I’m not who I’m supposed to be.
My tongue is so agile, but my heart is so fragile.
As you know, it’s been broken before.
I am locked in a cage, I have learned it with age.
How can I help but want something more?
Yet I have seen it with time, I will pay for my crimes.
I will never pay off my debt.
No matter how much I try or how many tears that I’ve cried,
I am still not free of it yet.