I refuse to sink down,
because if I did, I'd run the risk of sinking too deeply
I sink like a stone in a well
Until I reach rock bottom
I sink right down to the ground
I'd have to cry by the bucketful
To float to the top
That's why I just keep to myself
I sink down far too deeply into any kind of emotion
Either I feel out of control or I feel far too much
And that's why I break things into pieces
I break things into pieces
You can't lose something that isn't there
And that's why I break things into pieces
I break things into pieces
Around me lie piles of waste and debris
I don't let anyone come near me
because if I did, I'd run the risk
Of being touched
I simply close myself off, bolt the door
And bend the key out of shape
I'd have to cry by the bucketful
To float to the top
That's why I just keep to myself
I sink down far too deeply into any kind of emotion
Either I feel out of control or I feel far too much
And that's why I break things into pieces
I break things into pieces
You can't lose something that isn't there
And that's why I break things into pieces
I break things into pieces
Around me lie piles of waste and debris