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I told all my friends that I shut the door
I swore I was steady, I'm not anymore
I keep up the act when the sun is high
But the moment I'm still, it all says goodbye
I roll to my left, then I roll to my right
The sheet on my body is twisted too tight
I've got all of the answers but none of the sleep
And the promise I made is too flimsy to keep
The ceiling's a canvas of cracks and grey
The dust on the shelf hasn't moved all day
I keep telling myself that I'm okay
But alone in my head I can't wave it away
The ceiling's a canvas of cracks and grey
The dust on the shelf hasn't moved all day
And the truth that I hide is too loud to stay
It just sits in my chest and it grows anyway
I roll to my left, then I roll to my right
The sheet on my body is twisted too tight
I've got all of the answers but none of the sleep
And the promise I made is too flimsy to keep
The ceiling's a canvas of cracks and grey
The dust on the shelf hasn't moved all day
I keep telling myself that I'm okay
But alone in my head I can't wave it away
The ceiling's a canvas of cracks and grey
The dust on the shelf hasn't moved all day
And the truth that I hide is too loud to stay
It just sits in my chest and it grows anyway