Hope is a knife

Tell me how you want me

Should I lay on the ground or disappear?

High walls, like an army

Tell me, did I come to you too softly?

And in my mind you're already mine

I'm sorry I should let you decide

And in my mind you're already mine

I'm sorry I can't put out this fire

Can't put out this fire

How did you forget me?

Was it a knife, or was it a hobby?

Or was it easy?

Was there nothing of me for you to keep?

And in my mind you're already mine

I'm sorry I should let you decide

And in my mind you're already mine

I'm sorry I can't put out this fire

Can't put out this fire

Can't put out this fire