I'm trying to open the door for you but it's like your afraid to come inside
you never know what to say to me, I can see it in your campfire eyes
but staying silent isn't any better than not saying something right
though your words usually hurt
and one of us always tries to apologize.

I know you didn't ask for broken but these days I'm trying my best
to mend my own wounds and refill this emptiness in my chest
I wouldn't expect you to understand or make attempt to fix my mistakes
just hold me when I'm falling
because sometimes even I am scared of my own pain.