On The Fence

On the fence, you are paralyzed Forth and back, where the grass is greener Whitest shirt that I'll ever wear Ribbon-red round the seams You capsize the feeling Turn it round, hang it over the ground While it doesn't help being It can hide, it can hide, it can hide Into your head, out of your mind Haven't felt Thoughts can't remain, a numb kind of pain Seeps through Everyday you drag out the face (out the face) Tie the ties, brush the lies You know you can't prop the ceiling Filling up, drooping down to the floor Into your head, out of your mind Haven't felt before Thoughts can't remain, a numb kind of pain Never see it go Into your head, out of your mind Haven't felt before Thoughts can't remain, a numb kind of pain Seeped through