Fault Lines

Is it you who calls the shots
Of what you want?
Does it hurt when he sees you?
Like his eyes are made of fire
He’s not allowed to be near you
So why are you the one who hides?

I don’t have to pretend
That these are your friends
These are your friends

How could you live on a fault line
When you’re so scared to be touched?
If I’m so sure that I’m drowning
Why’s my mouth feel like a sponge?

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know

You can pretend
These are your friends
These are your friends

How could you live on a fault line
When you’re so scared to be touched?
If I’m so sure that I’m drowning
Why’s my mouth feel like a sponge?

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know