then came the sound of a perfect way out before the walls get to close and the ceiling falls down i ll find excuses for my actions because i know better and rob myself of joy always and forever the only way to calm my nerves so i can begin again is to close my door and listen close at 45rpm and with a breath i say take me home and when it ends i am left alone i walk with both arms to my side but in my mind they re both spread wide i m not looking for a warm embrace i m really asking why with both arms open hands to fingers my eyes are open but the truth still lingers you can t expect to understand love when you admire lonely singers