Like your sullen little heart
Small and sheltered in the dark
You call out looking for the pain
Find love and throw it all away

When the clock strikes three
When the lights went out, I believe
I'm stuck reciting all your demon poetry
I spit it out

I'm gonna get free
Up and away
When you held me
All to yourself
Built a house around me
Just to hide from your gaze
What an awful waste
Float down the river

Just an empty silhouette
Just a figure on the bed

Hesitation
Revelation
Your delusions
Your humours

I'm gonna get free
Up and away
When you held me
All to yourself
Built a house around me
Just to hide from your gaze
What an awful waste

Oh, the clanging
Of the bells overhead
Oh, they tell me
That it's over
But I dreamed a dream
That I trusted myself
And my old belief
Flowed down the river