Caroline, oh no, another fight again.
You know how I know?
Because there’s blood on your dress.
And you’re better than this, and everybody knows it.
And everyone but you knows it.

And you hide, and you hide
And you hide.
And you’re lost,
I can tell it in the way you walk.
There’s no need to talk,
Cause maybe you can move along
Without any interference, any chance of me interrupting

And maybe, maybe
I’ve got a feeling things might change
Maybe more than you know
Even more than you’d hope
Maybe you should believe in yourself
Instead of believing for everyone else
For everyone, everyone else.