Another lie for us to live inPages pick it up anytime she likesAnother life for her to put down, pick it up, pick it upAnytime she might find enough to get her highAnd Iâll get her highTurn it off I found her weaknessBoxes filled with memories shavingsLead into something better,I heard it yesterdayOld news my friend,Sheâs broken hearted…I know, sheâd seen it all along,Sheâs better off latelyThey said itâs all sheâs after,Every time, every timeCan she free it,Has it all been wastedCan we see here one last time?Another lie for her to live inBreakdowns, pull her out and knock us down every timeAnother time for her to find outSheâll let it go blue,And then sheâll fall down. Gently,Until sheâs broken hearted…I know, sheâd seen it all along,Sheâs better of latelyThey said itâs all sheâs afterEvery time, every timeCan she free it,Has it all been wastedCan she free it on last time?Can she free it?So when she lays her head down,Do you read all the thoughts that she reads aloud,She can, she can see throughAnd when she says heâs found out,All the thing that she though we would read about,She can, she can see throughAnd when she says sheâs played out,All the dreams that she thought she could dream about,Do you feel, do you feel, do you feel,Do you feel the need to break free?Is it all sheâs made of…