it's just a strength in silence   it's just a strength in walking out the door   and as this stake is driven   into the heart of this   a steady hand   when marks upon your wrist   look too straight to be unplanned   i'm burning and i'm home   you're breathing and you're gone   you know i'll find truth   follow the knife!   hold on   to the pieces when i'm gone   you hold my heart   it holds truth   hold on   to the pieces when i'm gone    burnt like a match   but can't hold a candle to you   hold on   I'm scared to death   the times away from me   i'll hold my breath and pray   the snow will melt   the grounds won't freeze   i'll hold my breath   keep myself from freezing   i half wish that you're happy   steadfast and alone   but with half my heart   i pray so hard   you hate this and come home   come home   set the fire   light the match   and let her burn