Constantly, I fear myself
So sure that I’d be better off as anyone else
My shell is a church
Echoing prayers of someone who never learns
The glass is stained
Knowing nothing will ever remain the same
But when you’re around I become myself
Every time that I try to leave
The walls, they say
“You were only ever really visiting”
But when you’re around I become myself
What will I become when I lose your love