I'm trapped in a pressure cooker
This claustrophobia
It holds such a grip over me
No more toeing the line
Lying in this hospital room
My mind drifting afar
Tulips on the white windowsill
This feels like au revoir
Crying in the corner
I don't want to feel this way
Crying in the corner
I don't want to feel this way
Love is the cure
Love is the cure
Love is the cure
Hold me
I need a better resurrection
Something outta sight
If I'm to be sadly departed
It has to be right
Crying in the corner
I don't want to feel this way
Crying in the corner
I don't want to feel this way
