I thought I'd found some home
In a stranger that I met
She's residing in my home
And living in my skin
I've been talking to the swan
I think I'm getting through
But the joker's on the song
And who gave it a voice
If my mind would sense hope
There'll be blood on my hands
If my papa gets old
I won't forgive him
It's funny how it goes
I found it hard to diagnose
I never meant to overdose
You always know what hurts the most
If my mind would sense hope
There'll be blood on my hands
When I travel in the wall between me
And definite happiness