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On the inside, I am deaf and you are hollow.
On the inside, there's a pill that I can't swallow.
Falling downwards, aware there's no tomorrow.
On the inside, there's no me.

On the inside, I'm waiting in the darkness.
On your outside, I'm lost in a pool of hate.
The love dies, and I'm swimming in that darkness,
Forever, I am bound to wait...

For a light that will never shine.
For a heart that's never mine.
For a love that's intwined in thorns.
For an answer to a prayer.
Can't we talk about this later?
Now and never, I'm left to, mourn.

On the inside, I'm cold and still screaming.
On the outside, it looks like I am dreaming.
Your out there, I can hear your tears streaming,
I am cold, and covered in lies.

I'm that heart that's never there.
That person who doesn't care,
Who'd rather watch you rot from the inside.
I'd leave you without a clue,
Not caring what you do.
Or where you run to, or hide.

There's a side that is waiting...
Forever debating, on what's true.
I can't seem to see it...
I can't seem, to find you...

On the inside, I am deaf and you are hollow.
On the inside, there's a pill that I can't swallow.
Falling downwards, aware there's no tomorrow.
On the inside, there's no me.