'Gimme somewhere else to go, give me one thing. Tell me something I don't really need to know. I am so afraid of breaking what we made. It is delicate and lovely, but it's a weight above me. And your words are like weapons. But you'll keep them inside. They cut like a knife. And you keep it together, those feelings inside. There's nowhere to hide but away from me. And I just wanna listen to your words...'