In the hallway. A seed was sewn. Into the mind of a complete unknown. Then a story. Which was never known. Rose to the surface. And soon took hold. Like a battle. You just can't win. What you've kept out. You now let in. And the secrets of a convenient friend. Bringing you back. Again and again. Back and fourth from what you think is right. Time could heal the things you feel tonight. So wake up. Put on a new face. Following through. With agreements made. But a feeling. You just can't name. Is taking control. Of what you do and say. Back and fourth from what you think is right. Time could heal the things you feel tonight. Roads signal decay. When you're torn between your words. You cannot be saved. This is something you own. You won't get no sympathy. Try if you want but it won't be free. From the shadows. You just can't see. Desire and need. Almost never agree