The Truth & Those Who Tell It

I'll purse my lips and let my fingers do the talking,

There's so much that I want to say.

But after all, we couldn't be kept apart;

You and me, we're doing this ourselves.When everything that you said to me is left

Right here with me, lying on the floor.

When everything that we meant to be;

Take it down, and write it on the walls.So wrap me one more time around your finger

With a diamond, cut just like your eyes.

And I beg to ask the question,

Whether this was all too real;

I want to be your hero, and I want to be your home.When everything that you said to me is left

Right here with me, lying on the floor.

When everything that we meant to be;

Take it down, and write it on the walls.