If you're a mess....than I want to be a part of it

What if you tell me how your heart  makes, makes me believe that you
have nothing to say....

Over and over I try and feel alive , just so I can move to you
and hope that I survive too...see how you see, believe how you decieve to keep them wondering oh so; dont start saying
( You'll be alone by the end of it all )
I'll be moving up, above this.... Just keep pushing, get your head out of the ground now!  We'll make it out, somehow we're getting out...

chourus
It sleeps in the back of your head, with no sense of regret while keep saying baby im such a mess.... You can undo all the hurt you've sewen, and you dont have to be alone, but you keep playing this tried
little game you play....
( there's nothing more to say..)

Surprise, suprise this is killing me. Behind your eyes we hide
the same thing. Reveal yourself, you cant be that ashamed. I've found the truth inside your lying name; but i'm to blame...