And as I concentrate on this, it's getting harder to breathe
But I can hear it, and I can feel it when you tell me I'm nothing
And I feel my chest rise, it's hard to remember
The easy repititions, breathe in, breathe out
But I feel the distance across the street, come on
The concrete sidewalk running, I feel it, come on
Push me up, pull me down, hold me down, and I'm not ok with that

But you lied to me, you lied to me, it
Back like when I was young, little boy, thinking 8 again
I can say the right things, I can say the wrong things
But they say that I'm the problem
And this reminder is degrading, it rapes me, scars me
I'm the problem, so I'm a defection, underneath my clothes
Deep on the inside, curled up tight, a heart, a spade, a stone
And they say that I've got problems, well I've been told before
I'm a problem

Hope, reflected through this modern light
Lit through the cigarette, so stub it out, stub me out
I think they're tired of my face, cause I've seen it all before
Hesitation, indignation, please let me go, please let me go
I'm a problem

awesome... if someone made up a tune for this, it could be the theme song for The Heart