parts of my past like broken walls,
I hear the fights and the screaming,
Cover my ears with fireless dreaming.
Bit of happiness I want to borrow,
Inside my window there's just horror,
Please save me I'm tired of sorrow,
A room full of pain, is dark and narrow.
Put a gun to my head but don't shoot me,
Break my heart but don't rip it apart,
Stab me in the back with a knife,
but please don't let me know who you are.
At the end of the day I'm making fairy tales,
Trying to jump from this window,
leaving without looking back,
I'm not coming back to this dark kingdom.
