It always had to look goodnIt always had to be perfectnIt always had to look easynSo tell me now was it worth it? nnYou stand in the doorwaynWith a bag full of words that you can't saynYour distant eyes on the tvnYour distant eyes won't see menBut it's written across the blue skiesnYou're scared to stumble and realisenThat underneath the covernWe're all as frail as eachothernWe're all as frail as eachother nnEverybody knowsnYou're falling and it showsnNothing stays where nothing growsnAnd everybody knows nnIt doesn't have to look goodnAnd you don't have to be perfectnIt doesn't even have to be easynNo, if you're open it's worth it nnYour hand in your pocketnI watch you stuggling to stop itnFrom getting out in the opennYour heart's desire awokennBut it's written in shallow watersnYour hand is taking its ordersnFrom someone scared to discovernThat we're all as mad as eachothernWe're all as mad as eachother nnEverybody knowsnYou're breaking and it showsnNothing stays where nothing growsnAnd everybody knows nnYour body's a mirrornNo words could say it clearernLike silent poems on your foreheadnThat turn dishonest and sordidnAnd there's only one thing you can donLet it live and let it throughnIt's time to open... nnEverybody knowsnYou're falling and it showsnNothing stays where nothing growsnAnd everybody knowsn