Drivin hard through your friend 
Gotta find a way to mend 
The less we see, the more it grows 
Festering out of control

Piled High 
You get that face, 
I wonder why we ever got it together 
What's to say 
Just no clue, we just know what to do 
Hope [bad word] together 

It's the norm, float again 
It's the stuff you said you send 
Take it in, wait to see 
If its enough, just 'cause it's free 

Push too far 
Feel the skin begin to scar 
Can't really put it together 
Now it's a drag 
With no hope [bad word] back 
How can you ever get it together? 

[Solo] 

Bottled up, stored away 
Always ready to give way 
Push it farther, yeah we know 
Clinging, hoping it won't glow

Piled High 
You get that face, 
I wonder why we ever got it together 
Push too far 
Feel the skin begin to scar 
Can't really pull it together 

About to crack 
With no hope [bad word] back 
How'd we ever get it together 
What's to say 
Just no clue, we just know what we do 
Hope [bad word] together