So you're the fucking tin man?
If you only had a heart
Your eyes are rusted shut
Too caught up in yourself to start
Letting down your guard
Or trying to discard your insulation
You got fired before you could retire
Or hand in your resignation
You better she'd your skin, man
Or this is going to get more frustrating
Inhale, exhale, repeat
But you're still asphyxiating
Letting down your guard
Or trying to discard your insulation
You got fired before you could retire
Or hand in your resignation
The ice is getting thin
You better watch where you're stepping or you might fall in
It's no sin, and this is where the strings come in
All this pretending is wearing thin
We don't know where to start
We shut down with the intent
To prevent things from falling apart
We won't fall apart