But the cold is comforting
With my silver tongue in cheek
So turn your back and walk away
But the silence is deafening
(For something that's real)
So I bite the hand that feeds
And the pieces I'm missing
Will be exactly what I need
So turn your back and walk away
But the silence is deafening
I question every part of who I am
I question every part of who I am
It's hard to tell which side of me is in the right
With these two different people inside of me
I question every part of who I am!
So turn your back and walk away
But the silence is deafening