Flat line

My hands are shaking
head is spinning
No mistake
the end's beginning
Body's aching
I feel like breaking down

Looking left and searching right
The pressure mounting,
my skin's too tight
Though I've made this bed
I'm not laying down

Next stop is heartbreak city
Get off this train of pity
And hang on - the worst is coming
Be strong - the walls are tumbling down
So long - your head's been numb but your heat's still beating loud

Tired of running
sick of fighting
Plug my ears for the truth is frightening
My will is bending
I'm on shaky ground

The more I plush, the further you go
As I'm pulled down by the undertow
I'm reaching out - please don't let me drown
Don't let me down

Next stop is heartbreak city
Get off this train of pity
And hang on - the worst is coming
Be strong - the walls are tumbling down
So long - your head's been numb but your heat's still beating loud

And I worry
can I make it on my own
End of story
let's write this book again

(solo)

Next stop is heartbreak city
Get off this train of pity
And hang on - the worst is coming
Be strong - the walls are tumbling down
So long - your head's been numb but your heat's still beating loud