Insinuating that's something wrong. Why won't you tell me? Your lips pose the perfect question and I'm still breaking myself in two just to find an answer. Let me stitch myself together for you Are we just rag dolls? As lifeless as the winter buried in snow? Tell me that you'll hold on and raise your glass to the sky. A new dawn is breaking, my hands are shaking, tonight we'll toast to life My heart is beating away like the hands of a clock ticking away seconds at a time Still watching my every move like it's my last step on splintered glass covering this buildings edge One hundred feet to the ground below. I feel so alive.