happiness is just a word to me
and it might've meant a thing or two
if i had known the difference
emptiness, a lonely parody
and my life, another smoking gun
a sign of my indifference

always keeping safe inside
where no one ever had a chance
to penetrate a break in
let me tell you some have tried
but i would slam the door so tight
that they could never get in

kept my cool under lock and key
and i never shed a tear
another sign of my indifference
fear of love or bitter vanity
that kept me on the run
the main events of my confession

i kept a chain upon my door
that would shake the shame of Cain
into a blind submission
the burning ghost without a name
was still calling all the same
but i just wouldn't listen

the longer i'd stall, the further i'd crawl
the further i'd crawl, the harder i'd fall
i was crawlin' into the fire

the more that i saw, the further i'd fall
the further i'd fall, the lower i'd crawl
i kept fallin' into the fire

suddenly it occured to me
the reason for the run and hide
had totaled my existence
everything left on the other side
could never be much worse than this
but could i go the distance

i faced the door and all my shame
tearin' off each piece of chain
until they all were broken
but no matter how i tried
the other side was locked so tight
that door, it wouldn't open

i gave it all that i got and started to knock
shouted for someone to open that lock
i just gotta get through the door
and the more that i knocked, the hotter i got
the hotter i got, the harder i'd knock
i just gotta break through the door

gotta knock a little harder
gotta knock a little harder
gotta knock a little harder
break through the door