I'm building a promise.
A promise of lovely hate.
A castle that glows in the light and burns like a bonfire when you look close.
Watch out! Don't you get burnt.

I'm building a cloud of thoughts
Of repressed memories, of ashes and ghosts.
Do you really want to see?

I'm hurting I know
It hurts in my eyes when I see what I have become.

I wanted to love you but I can't even love myself, so what's the point?
I'm trying to rebuild myself, but I'm only bricks and bones.

I'm a metaphor in a math book
I'm a physics law in a poem
I'm a bird that flies with feet and arms
I'm a fire that can't burn
I'm a vegetarian ghoul
I'm all the song things
I'm the sin
I'm the guilt
I'm the pain
I'm a chain

I know, it makes no sense
But how can you understand if you have such a nice soul?
You see the best of me.
You see the best of the world.
And I cannot hurt you like this any more.
I said I wouldn't leave you, and it hurts me...You know.
But I really...I really have to let you go.

You don't need me, you need more.
I'll go and pick my bricks and bones and grab the leftovers all covered in blood.

I'll make you to hate me cause that's the best way you'll get rid of your love.