this is my world, I made it smaller
to keep it perfect, you’re the seventh caller, I might
let you in, take a look around, don’t touch the ground…

this is my head, I made it bigger
to hold the anger, to pull the trigger and I’ll
let you in, show you what I’ve found, don’t touch the ground…
+++ ‘cause it’s dead in here, did I miss the part where everything was clear?
+++ that’s what I said in here to convince myself I’d rather be alone…

this is my heart, I made it harder
against the weather, to try and barter with this
stubborn world, turn it upside-down, don’t touch the ground…
+++ ‘cause it’s dead in here, did I miss the part where everything was clear?
+++ that’s what I said in here to convince myself I’m happier alone…

this is my song, I made it shorter
so I could stand it, to draw a border, if I
let you in, I’ll only let you down, don’t touch the ground…
+++ ‘cause it’s dead in here, did I miss the part where everything was clear?
+++ that’s what I said in here to convince myself I’d rather be alone