She sees the world for what it is
Unlike most she's separated, separated
One of these days I'll know I'll become cold
I'm 21, my eyes are open
The clocks do their worst to me
Promised to wait, September again
Just like I've promised these last few years
I'd like to believe that there's better, something better
If I'm so strong, why am I afraid to disappear?

I'm too far gone
I could be better just let them talk
Teach me to be more like you
Chained to, chained to
Chained to