Mix of pop-rock and hard-rock. Like mixing Paramore ('All I Wanted') and Fightstar ('We Apologize for Nothing').
There at the edge of the room,
I see your face, crying over me.
But here where I'm standing now,
Not in one place, you're confused like me.
I can't reset the things we said,
I can't perform repairs.
I know you're waiting up ahead,
But I can't find the stairs.
This house keeps changing,
Parts arranging,
Forcing us apart.
I've paid the prices,
Restored from crisis,
Changing through my heart.
Somewhere there is a cupboard,
Where we've pushed things, hidden them from sight.
But where we couldn't find the space,
They're everywhere, causing us to fight.
I can't reset the things I said,
I can't perform repairs.
I know you're waiting up ahead,
But I can't find the stairs.
This house keeps changing,
Parts arranging,
Forcing us apart.
I've paid the prices,
Restored from crisis,
Changing through my heart.
Change to pass the time,
But it still crawls past.
I guess change is not a crime,
But a murder's been forecast.
And I can't change the things we said,
I can't perform repairs.
I hear you waiting up ahead,
But there aren't any stairs.
Your heart keeps changing,
Parts arranging,
Forcing us apart.
I've paid your prices,
Lived through the crisis,
Changing through my heart.
I've paid the prices,
Restored from crisis,
Changing through my heart.
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