I could be undone
Thought I made it clear
That I'm not running
Hand against the grain
Above but not beyond
That's where I'm looking
Pull apart the mess you, made for me
You're under attack
Pull apart the mess you've made
I can feel the heat
Radiating in
See I've been burning
Separated town
Hanging by a thread
And now we're slipping
Pull apart the mess you, made for me
You're under attack
Pull apart the mess you've made
Pull apart the mess you made for me
You're under attack
Pull apart the mess you made
You made
You made
Pull apart the mess you made