Here we are again - where all that I am is never enough
to bring me the truth. So I turn to you to make me complete and justify me.

So I'll hold on to you, if you hold on to me.

Hold on to me when all that you see is falling apart
right at the seams. When you're at the end of your
rope, just hold on to me. Why can't you see I'm falling
apart right at the seams? I'm hanging by a thread.

A heart and a soul are caught between bones - the emptiness
it rings. When I am alone,
somehow I know the words that you speak could never save me.

But I'll hold on to you, if you hold on to me.

When you hold on to me, why can't you see I'm falling
apart right at the seams? I hold on to you like you
hold on to me, but we're falling apart now.