A million little knives Carve out your name In the small of my back In the folds of my brain Who can I trust anymore? Feels like no one these days And these clouds around my head hold the weight But I let them linger I don′t blow them away Out in the rain in my best clothes to watch the parade A million little lives Anew one each day I pick one from a wire And go on my way Who can I trust anymore? Feels like no one these days And these clouds around my head hold the weight But I let them linger I don't blow them away Out in the rain in my best clothes to watch the parade