You're a tree that wants to throw me out
a cliff that wants to push me off
and all I ever wanted was some space to myself.
Some space to breathe in
when everything I've been through is you.

The air is cold, and I can't run anymore.
I'm half ready to half believe I am the reason for this.

You're a lake that wants to pull me in
a friend that wants to push me out
and all I ever wanted was someone who understands.
The meaning of this all
when I was just myself.

You're a tree that wants to throw me out
a cliff that wants to push me off
and all I ever wanted was some space to myself.
Some space to breathe in
when everything I've been through is you.

Honestly I believe the words You spill.
The headlines prove this war is real.
Honestly I believe the words You spill.
You're the Truth, and I believe.