Hiding in Plain Sight

Like a master of disguise in a torn-up old dress,

I've been hiding in plain sight, and making a mess,

Bring me back my heart, put it on a stick

I am ready for the cure, I am sick of being sickCome to my senses and feel the things I never felt

I can't pretend this is anything but love itself

So don't go tonight, stay make everything all rightLike a veteran of war, haunted by day

I've been trying to ignore what never goes away

Visions in my head, blind as I've been

Try to shut them out but they already got inSomething in my chest, a sound I've never heard

I've been living in my head, always the same words

Save me from my self, this is my disease

Ringing in my ears and body in deep-freeze.