all of the madness in your heart
all of the stops and all the starts
I want you to know
if I left you something
all of the lies that you could stash
all of my racing made you crash
up on your ledge
did I teach you something
can't beat me
turn around and see me fly
turn around and watch you try
just see me hold me up against the sky
high enough to see my sides
or where I end
all of the hot and all the cold
all of me watching you grow old
I held up the weight
as I wait for something
burning, my head's hot in my hands
churning, my stomach lifts that lead
you left the hole
are you holding something?
