Hope's in the corner lying in wait   don't make a sound or she'll awake      curled up alone in a ball of strings   tied to your heart, I hate these things      bricks on your chest, its hard to breathe   when leaving out these things you need      i try to shout and tell the world   but nothing comes out, it may be me      (break)   so what if I pretend to understand what you said   it never changed a thing, this crash was beckoning    I broke the code of lies, but now it's leaving me   how soon will we forget the lessons change will bring.      Hope's in the corner lying in wait   don't make a sound or she'll awake      curled up alone in a ball of strings   tied to your heart, I hate these things      bricks on your chest, its hard to breathe   when leaving out these things you need      I try to shout and tell the world   but nothing comes out, it may be me