Closer The Temper Trap

She feels the walls with both hands open
Cracked and cold and white
A silent witness to the dying seconds of a wasted life
A trail of events marches upwards where the sun shines bright

And she won’t make it out
But she will free her heart

She will free her heart x 2

I used to live and breathe for the rage
Until the rage subsides
There’ll be a reckoning ??? pain? is going down in style
And now it’s looking for stranger zones in the midnight hour

No he won’t make it out
He can free his heart
He can free his heart

Now keep me closer, closer, closer, still
Now keep me closer, closer, still
Now keep me closer, closer
Now keep me closer, closer, still