Standing over a fault line with a foot planted on either side, 
With the only world I ever knew balanced on one shoulder, 
And a heart I'm just getting used to beating on the other sleeve. 
I stood my ground in a place I knew I might never find peace, 
And as my foundation shakes, I'm left to wonder, 
Did I nurture this expanding divide? 

Golden bridges turn the color of flame, 
And suicide missions are redeemed when they [bad word] fatalities 
Of natural disasters. My steel core is melting. 
Oh, if you only knew about the doubts I allowed 
To grow up through the cracks, pushing their way out, 
Grasping at sunlight. 

I can't choose a side, 
But I can't stay here anymore. 
Standing on the edge, 
voice begins to whisper. 
I've tried to ignore it, 
But I can't avoid 
Such a groundbreaking revelation. 
Standing on the edge of an abyss, 
I know where my real home is, 
And I'm leaving it behind. 
Jump down, and lose it all. 
I have a feeling I'll fall anyway. 

Standing on the edge of an abyss, 
Because I'm holding onto so much, 
I just might lose it all. 
I know where my real home is. 
And I'm leaving it behind.