We are not well, we are not well.
Why do we put up with this living hell?
This weight around our necks
Is a locket made of everything.
And it gives us these stories to tell.

These tales to scream at mirrors
'Cause your reflection isn't there.
Everything cracked when your mouth opened.
Except me and how I care.

I'm saying goodbye to everyone
But I'm not going anywhere.

We are young, we are young
Yet we live like our days are nearly done.
These shackles at our feet
Can't keep you from leaving
But they mean I can't even run.

You could leave and come back a thousand times,
You could move around and live a thousand lives,
I think I'll always wish you were the love of mine,
I think I never want to open my eyes.

I don't want to see I'm all alone
But I don't think I am fine.
I know I was never perfect
But you and me were so alike.