My parents worry about the state of my well being
I tell them I'll be fine but then they ask me
When was the last time you were happy and you knew you were safe?
When was the last time you were happy and you stayed in one place?
You find yourself shifting around chipping off piece by piece
What'll you do when there's nothing left?
I leave a part of me in every partial soul I come across
Which leads me to believe that's exactly what drove me into your arms
When was the last time you were happy and you knew you were safe?
When was the last time you were happy and you stayed in one place?
You find yourself shifting around chipping off piece by piece
What'll you do when there's nothing left?