Lenny writes on his hands, the truth slips through Teddy’s voice echoes, but he can’t tell who Natalie smiles, a shadow in disguise Every clue is a lie behind her eyes Polaroids and notes, I can’t trust my mind The past slips away, leaving only signs Sammy Jenkis whispers from a faded page A warning lost in a self-made cage Blood and fear mix in the night Fragments of wrong, fragments of right Polaroids and notes, I can’t trust my mind The past slips away, leaving only signs