Every night of late
I'm wide awake
Because I feel
That every last mistake
That I have made
Has me in pieces

I smile to your face
(And it is)
A lie just the same
(As if I)
I washed it all away
(And I showed)
My empty plate

With every hour that passes
I try to tell myself
What I know
That night are only ashes
Of days gone by burned
Black and broken

I wear them on my skin
Ahead when I begin
To run I chase until it follows