When i reachout, you move away from my hands you're never telling me why we make time to spend time you forget and the days are just passing us by when i ask you, you never understand it you don't know what you haven't done and when i try to explain it, it sounds like a complaint CHORUS Is there a fire if you don't see the smoke? we can't get higher if you don't let it go how did your heart ever get like that? how did someone ever hurt so bad? that you can't see it you've been kicked inside you're desensitized how did you're heart ever get so cold? how did someone ever get so clos that you just don't know how it feels inside you're desensitized I wanna believe that it's a phase you go through that only gets harder to tell and sometimes I think, it's an easier thing to believe that there's somebody else whatever they did / whatever they said you know it's much better just to run and forget whatever it was / whoever's to blame you know you can let yourself be feeling again