Keep talking little bird you know just what to say
And if you don't you sure know how to make it seem that way
A silver-tongued trick so slick the devil might be fooled
Bide your time until he's sure your passion has been cooled
Careful, careful watch the cracks the last thing you wanna do is break somebody's back
'Cause people are more fragile than they let on
The ground is fire
You're made of wax and your grip is slipping from the ledge far too fast
The maze will still be there when you're gone
It gets better. It gets worse, but it'll always be a curse
And it'll give and take away before it leaves you in the lurch
You can't run. You can't escape now that it's stitched into your brain
Manufactured but still fractured since the day that you felt this way
Keep walking little bird ignore how your eyes pull
Pretend like you aren't privy too every thought that's in my skull
Stay away but never so far that we cannot look
And remember bitter sweetly that old earth that we shook
Careful, careful watch the cracks the last thing you'd wanna do
Is break somebody's back
'Cause people are more fragile than they let on
The ground is fire
You're made of wax and your grip is slipping from the ledge far too fast
The maze will still be there when you're gone
It gets better. It gets worse, but it'll always be a curse
And it'll give and take away before it leaves you in the lurch
You can't run. You can't escape now that it's stitched into your brain
Manufactured but still fractured since the day since you felt this way