In Between

All my friends are depressed or unstable
But there are some things that are better unwritten
Can't put a rhyme or a fable to a ketamine label
Won't write a ballad that would hurt them to listen

Put your hands into fists in the darkness
Let your cigarettes burn in the grass
Left to smoke out the anger of all the names of my nightmares
You're not my savior but you'd fight for my past

And what do you say when it all comes undone
When all of the saints and the prophets are the same ones
To hide all the pain and then ask you to not look
To drown out the rain in the stain glass and hymn books
Is it enough to just believe
Or can I lie somewhere in between

Sometimes darkness is better than daylight
Sometimes it's easier to sink than to swim
When it hurts to explain all the fog in your brain
When some questions are better unanswered

And there's a line between profound and prideful
Preach to the choir of cynics who care
You didn't know what to say so you yelled in God's name
Left a ruin that no one can repair

And what do you say when it all comes undone
When all of the saints and the prophets are the same ones
To hide all the pain and then ask you to not look
To drown out the rain in the stain glass and hymn books
Is it enough to just believe
Or can I lie somewhere in between

And what do you say when it all comes undone
When all of the saints and the prophets are the same ones
To hide all the pain and then ask you to not look
To drown out the pain in the stain glass and hymn books
Is it enough to just believe
Or can I lie somewhere in between

All my friends are depressed or unstable
But there are some things that are better unwritten