your stitches are all out   but your scars are healing wrong    the helium balloon inside your room has come undone   and it's pushing up at the ceiling   and the flickering lights it cannot get beyond      everyone takes turns   now it's yours to play the part   and they're sitting all around you   holding copies of your chart   and the misery inside their eyes is synchronised and reflecting it to yours      hold on   one more time with feeling   try it again, breathing's just a rhythm   say it in your mind until you know that the words are right   this is why we fight      you thought by now you'd be    so much better than you are   you thought by now they'd see   that you have come so far      and the pride inside their eyes   is synchronised to a love you'll never know   so much more than you can show      hold on   one more time with feeling   try it again, breathing's just a rhythm   say it in your mind, until you know that the words are right      this is why we fight   this is why we fight