I start to walk without a clue where I'll end up   Staring upwards and falling backwards to the ground   The floor above my head that squeaks with every step   Reminds me that I'm not home alone, I should get used to it   We made our sleeping quarters out of concrete      If it's too late, then it's too late   I removed the glass to find some space   We need control, We need control   We just need something to hold on to      So take these words for granted I know you wanted to   Fake that smile and laugh nervously and ignore what's in front of you   Well I never used to be so fragile   So keep your eyes off me while   I'm taking the time to try and love you      We'll break the bank   We'll tip the scales   The lion's den   The spider's web      But your voice is mine   To follow this brilliant find      And if it's up for debate and you're willing to call   Was I ever even making a difference at all?