I can feel it in the air
Just like that same perfume you wear
I'll try to reach for it but it's not there
It's somewhere else like your eyes
Better off without the blankets
They hide the scent, so comforting
To know what else they hide would be a sin
If you can't see from my own point of view
I won't be the one in shame
Though I'm like the rock and you like the paper
I will never cut out your name
I've tried to erase this story
With all these dreams I can't stop sorting
I'm trying to teach myself but it's not working
Its working out like your eyes
Better off without the windows
Paralyzed, I'll be just fine
As long as I can see through my eyes
If you can't see from my own point of view
I won't be the one in shame
Though I'm like the rock and you like the paper
I will never cut out your name
Why am I followed
By my own dreams
When night after night
I cannot sleep
Is it night or day
Have I faded away
With all the lies that I am
Constantly repeating in my hands
Better days and better nights
Have shot down all my smiling rights
And thrown them all in an empty grave
Forgive me for I won't submit to
All these mistakes I've made But I keep my direction
For I've gained a new perspective of us
Seering imperfection
Whoa-oh-oh-oh