She would hope, she would pray, she was waiting it ...

 Far across the distance
And spaces between us
You have come to show you go on

 You took my heart and my keys and my patience
You took my heart on my sleeve for decoration

 You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am

 Zasypiam myśląc o tym, że... jesteś niedaleko gdzieś.

 Muzyka jest stenografią uczuć.

 Bring your love to me
I will hold it like a newborn child
One of my own blood
And I might just even sing a song
to keep it calm

 Look at all the hate they keep on showing
I don't want to see that
Look at all the stones they keep on throwing
I don't want to feel that...

 Try try try, to follow the rules
I break every one of them with boys like you

 Don't give it up
I want to keep us compromising

 Nasza muzyka jest zdolna wywołać chwiejność emocjonalną, zachowanie patologiczne, a nawet bunt i rewolucję.