The weight on my shoulders now is crashing on my body Say that it's not real loud or that you'll ever find me Waking up and somebody's there at your door Be another house that can't fill all the drawers Say that it's all in my head but really, they're from the closet Oh, there were days I'd feel more than what's under all of this Under all of this fear that I'd lose all control Yeah, I'm caving under it, under of all of this painted love Uh, uh, under of all of this painted love, uh, uh I'm starting to envy how I found myself in silence Guarded an empty route that leads to only riots Waking up and nobody's there at your door Be another house that can't fill all the drawers Say that it's all in my head but really, they're from the closet