small

Don't want to think about it.

Don't want to talk about it.

I'm just so sick about it.

I've been twisting and turning

In a space that's too small.

I've been drawing the line and watching it fall.

You've been closing me in,

Closing the space in my heart.

Watching us fading and watching it all fall apart.

Well I'll hide all the bruises,

I'll hide all the damage that's done.

But I show how I'm feeling

Until all the feeling has gone.