If it were anything other than Wanting everything and having it all All in his hands If he were half of what he could be He'd be nothing at all He lives in a moment and he hangs from The wall to prove he owns his youth Take these bones and throw them out My closet's seen enough for now I need the space for hangups yet to come And take my guilt and ring it out I'll need it back but not right now I'll need the space to get away From the problems that I create He know what he's doing and He knows who he pains And she knows the family that he's pushing Away to prove that he's needed too