Playing my heart so many times. There's always a weak hand holding mine. Saying the way that I have said "this is the way". Every scene is still the same. Just with a difference faceless name. Falling and breaking cleaning I am holding on so. (Chorus). This is where my heart it longs to be. Hurting you needing you. This is where I always want to be. Suffering. Every night you come to see. Beautiful faces playing me. And the fallen lives and crimson walls. Reflect my lines. Breaking through thoughts and mindless games. Your love is a whisper coming clean. And behind the curtains I can see you're not impressed with me. Can you take everything that I hold. Will you wash away just what the past is?