There’s a triumph in the silence as I’m staring you down.
That little light behind the drowning sounds, where I am falling so hard.
Their muffled in my little screams and yet no one seems to get what I ever mean.
How much further must I dream until someone notices the reasons that I bleed?
Oh, you can toss me down and hold me tight in any storm.
But everything is never quite alright in time, because I’ll still give you a fight.
There’s a woman that’s buried inside of me tonight and she won’t let it be destroyed.
Here am I with still those same hopes and joys, so please won’t you see this is my heart?
Nine years later, I’m a little older and my heart’s a little bolder too.
Driven by a fire, dancing on desires, still burning inside to survive this tiny room.
The funny thing about being hurt, you somehow learn to make it work.
So break on down, girl, and let yourself cry, yeah fumbling mad.
We both know you never wanted to have it so b