INSTEAD OF BRICKS SHE CHOOSES DREAMS
SHE NEVER BUILT A SOLID FLOOR
SHE PUTS UP WALLS TO KEEP HER SAFE
BUT SHE WON'T OPEN ANY DOORS
LOOK THROUGH THE WINDOWS THERE SHE SITS
ROCKING IN HER FAVORITE DESPAIR
ALTHOUGH THE SMOKE LEAVES THROUGH THE CHIMNEY
SHE'S NOT GETTING ANY AIR
CHORUS
COME ON IN SAY THE PAINTED EYES
WINDOWS TO A WORLDLY GAME
COME ON IN ITS NO SURPRISE
WELCOME TO MY HOUSE OF PAIN
SHE CROSSED THE WIRES THAT SHE BUILT
SO LIGHT IS DARK AND GOOD IS BAD
SHE LIGHTS A CANDLE THEN SHE SMILES
ALTHOUGH HER EYES ARE BLINKING SAD
BUT SHE CAN'T STOP THE CLOSING WALLS
THAT HIDE HER DEEPLY IN HER HEART
BECAUSE TO LOOK AT HER CONSTRUCTION
PUTS AN END TO ANY START
DON'T TRY TO HELP HER SHE'LL NEVER LET YOU IN
DON'T TRY TO HELP HER, SHE'LL NEVER EVER LET YOU IN
JUST IGNORE HER THE DOORS WILL OPEN
THE DOORS WILL OPEN ON A WHIM
CHORUS
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