Lost and confused, stuck in these broken shoes.Feeling like I got to run, just so I can feel the sun.On my broken skin.I think I'm going to hurt someone, if i keep looking down the barrel of this shotgun.
The moon never kept me warm, during the cold storm.Looking out my window, dreaming about everything I could be.Got me thinking about that tree.In the forest, the one I always ran to when I was lost.
All I wanted was a good guy, was my expectations far too high?I’m never scared of being alone, I'm scared of being loved.
The pain got too real, for me to feel.So I locked my emotions away.To feel nothing at all, that's all i wanted after the fall.I fell deeper than a broken blade on my scared up skin.
I keep wondering who you are, that seems to be the hardest part.
Not knowing when i'll finally get to run into you, maybe you'll save me from these broken shoes.
But for now i'll just fake that smile, for a while.Going with the flow of life, always thinking of the knife.Lost in the thought of your eye’s, hoping you don’t hold any lies.
I try to think about how happy I'll be when you're here, then I'll never have to hold a single fear, everything I'm scared of will just disappear.