Ember
My head in my hands on the floor
My heart in the jar by the door
My eyes on that picture of you
Keep telling myself it's not true
My words are fabricated; I'm so manipulated
Inside my head they're telling me what to do
They say that it gets better
I know that I will never
Know where I'm going
But I won't go with you
I fell apart on Sunday and I wrote a letter
Put it in a box that said "return to sender"
If you read my thought's you'd know I'm under pressure
No I am not a flame but I can be an ember
My thoughts by the foot of my bed
Got static inside of my head
My pillow still smells like you
Keep telling myself it's not true
My words are fabricated; I'm so manipulated
Inside my head they're telling me what to do
They say that it gets better
I know that I will never
Know where I'm going
But I won't go with you
I fell apart on Sunday and I wrote a letter
Put it in a box that said "return to sender"
If you read my thought's you'd know I'm under pressure
No I am not a flame but I can be an ember
I keep waiting for you to come back to me
I keep praying to some god that I don't believe in
I fell apart on Sunday and I wrote a letter
Put it in a box that said "return to sender"
If you read my thought's you'd know I'm under pressure
No I am not a flame but I can be an ember
My heart in the jar by the door
My eyes on that picture of you
Keep telling myself it's not true
My words are fabricated; I'm so manipulated
Inside my head they're telling me what to do
They say that it gets better
I know that I will never
Know where I'm going
But I won't go with you
I fell apart on Sunday and I wrote a letter
Put it in a box that said "return to sender"
If you read my thought's you'd know I'm under pressure
No I am not a flame but I can be an ember
My thoughts by the foot of my bed
Got static inside of my head
My pillow still smells like you
Keep telling myself it's not true
My words are fabricated; I'm so manipulated
Inside my head they're telling me what to do
They say that it gets better
I know that I will never
Know where I'm going
But I won't go with you
I fell apart on Sunday and I wrote a letter
Put it in a box that said "return to sender"
If you read my thought's you'd know I'm under pressure
No I am not a flame but I can be an ember
I keep waiting for you to come back to me
I keep praying to some god that I don't believe in
I fell apart on Sunday and I wrote a letter
Put it in a box that said "return to sender"
If you read my thought's you'd know I'm under pressure
No I am not a flame but I can be an ember
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Writer(s): Murray Sandmeyer
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