I felt so free
My wings spread wide
Flying above the trees
I didn't have to hide
I thought I had my heart
All to me, myself, and I
I forgot about your form of art
How you make people die
I was flying
With plastic wings
Now everything is dying
There's so many dead things
And wrapped around my heart
Are your heavy strings
Tearing it apart
Sweet pain you bring
Why do I stay
Here with you
I could go far away
And escape all of this too
But something strong
Is keeping me here
Something so right yet so wrong
Called love, my dear
Because love makes us do crazy things
Love is in the form of heavy strings