You make me feel so silent sometimes.
My voice is breaking in your hands.
I feel you gripping it so tight, and I can't make you understand, I
need your fingers to loosen, I need to confess to your crimes.
Hold my heart as tightly as you want, but let it have it's say.
The deeper that your fingers dig, the more I begin to fray.
I can't sing a song into your heart when my voice is held in chains.
You make me feel like a horse being led to a cliff when you hold the reins.
Hold my heart as tightly as you please, but let it hold yours too.
I feel as though the tighter I hold it,
the more my fingers slip right through.
You make me feel so silent sometimes,
like I've been sucked dry of sound.
Hold my heart as tightly as you like, but don't hold it just to hear it pound.
Don't hold it just to hear it pound.
