In The Walls

Your my girl

Your my girl

Sarah

Sarah

The more I say it the more it's real

I'm dead

I'm dead

Sarah

Sarah

I can smile but not for real - except with you

I can't feel a part of anything

I'm just afraid of everything

Faces in the walls and in the mirror

Call out my name and you can smell my fear

You can smell my fear

You can smell my fear

You can smell my fear

You can smell my fear

Where's my gun

Where's my gun

Sarah

Sarah

The only bullet-proofing I have is you

In and out of a dream

In and out of a dream

In and out of a dream

In and out of a dream