I had to control it all…
Had everyone on beck and call…
But it was me who lost in the end…
Because a hollow heart has no real lovers or friends…
Kept you on a ball and chain…
But it was my own need for power that was beautifully insane…
Cause you can’t have love and control all the same…
In the end…in the end I was the only one to blame…
Now I’m falling in love with these imperfect real picture frames…
