You have made a habit Of always digging up old bones But you don't want to know what happened Before you moved into this home There's too much in the attic That I never could disclose And I will let it hold me back We couldn't be more different You are ripe where I still rot But we always bridged the distance Because we come from the same spot And even though I'm bound to break it I'd say we've always had a bond And I will let it hold me back And I will let it hold me back Don't really like to see them suffer At least less than you suppose But one way or another I must make myself alone You could never do the honours But you could watch them decompose And I will let it hold me back From ever holding you as close And there is too much in the attic That I never could disclose And I will let it hold me back From ever holding you as close