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