Love me, don't leave me, as if you'd ever care, my heart in a wagon and the wooden wheels go clack, the heart of dragon, beating with my pride, my hopes, my fears, and who am I to hide, behind these dreams and little locks, that keep me safe inside, the walls I've built so you can't see the truth within my lies, I'm not so dumb as I am smart, quite capable of self-destruction, I keep to the darkness, and push you away, so I can fade in silence. Memories that aren't memories, dreams that might be truth, and always the wonder, of how it all fell asunder, and am I the one at fault?