[Intro - Butterflies] There are butterflies beneath my ribs. They don't feel like butterflies anymore. They beat against the bone like something inside me wants out. [Verse 1 - The Face I Wear] I know the face I have to wear. I know the words that make me pass. I answer before I hear myself. I smile before anybody asks. But there is a room behind my eyes where every light has burned too bright. And something there has been calling out without a voice for several nights. [Pre-Chorus] If you ever see me staring just a little past your face, maybe I am looking for a door I haven't found inside this place. If I tell you I am tired, please don't ask me how I slept. There are kinds of being awake that leave no footprints when they pass. [Chorus] Can you hear me through the glass? Can you see me through my eyes? I have gotten very good at making drowning look like life. There is thunder underneath me. There is winter in my chest. And if I say I'm only tired, know I mean much more than rest. [Verse 2 - Fingerprints] Shame knows exactly where I live. Remorse sleeps beside my bed. I keep feeding every memory until it chews through my head. I remember every face I coul... couldn't look at twice. I rehearse every apology until it stops sounding like mine. Every time I became the thing I swore I'd never become. Every time somebody loved me and I made them carry what wasn't theirs. I keep digging through the damage like there's something left to find. But every grave I open has my fingerprints inside. [Pre-Chorus] I watch people leave the room and simply go back home. I wonder what it must feel like not to fear yourself alone. I don't cry when it gets worse. I get easier to talk to. I laugh. I ask how you are. I make it easy not to ask me too. [Chorus] Can you hear me through the glass? Can you see me through my eyes? I have gotten very good at making drowning look like life. There is thunder underneath me. There is winter in my chest. And if I say I'm only tired, know I mean much more than rest. [Bridge] Sometimes I think about disappearing. Not somewhere. Not away. Just becoming small enough that nothing inside me has to stay. Sometimes I wish my mind would empty like a house after the rain. No names. No rooms. No photographs. Nothing left that knows my pain. And maybe that is why I leave the curtains open. Maybe that is why I never lock the door. Maybe some part of me is hoping someone notices. I don't know what I'm waiting for. I'm still here. [Build] I don't need you to fix the weather. I don't need you to name the storm. Don't tell me morning always comes. I've seen the morning. It can still be cold. Don't ask me what would help. I stopped knowing that a long time ago. Let me be a room with broken windows. Let me be a house in rain. If I cannot say "I need you," listen for the things I don't. Listen when I change the subject. Listen when I call it nothing. Listen when I say I'm fine. The worst nights aren't the loud ones. They're the ones where everything makes sense. Sometimes people leave their fingerprints on the inside of a goodbye. [Final Chorus - Where I've Been] Can you hear me through the glass? Can you see me through my eyes? I've been standing underwater trying hard to look alive. There is thunder underneath me. There is winter in my chest. And if I say I'm only tired, know I mean much more than rest. If you find me getting quieter, if my words begin to thin, don't wait until I'm gone to wonder where I've been.
