Little House

She doesn't look, she doesn't see
Opens up for nobody
Figures out, she figures out
Narrow line, she can't decide
Everything short of suicide
Never hurts, nearly works

Something is scratching its way out
Something you want to forget about

A part of you that'll never show
You're the only one that'll ever know
Take it back when it all began
Take your time, would you understand
What it's all about
What it's all about

Something is scratching its way out
Something you want to forget about
No one expects you to get up
All on your own with no one around

Something is scratching its way out
Something you want to forget about
No one expects you to get up
All on your own with no one around.

Casa Pequeña

Ella no se ve, no ve
Abre para nadie
Cifras, cifras
Línea estrecha, ella no puede decidir
Todo lo corto de suicidio
Nunca duele, casi trabajas

Algo esta marcando la manera de salir
Algo que quieres olvidar

Una parte de ti que nunca muestras
Tú eres la única que no va a saber
Tómalo de nuevo cuando todo empezó
Toma tu tiempo, tu entiendes
¿Qué es sobre todo?
¿Qué es sobre todo?

Algo esta marcando la manera de salir
Algo que quieres olvidar
Nadie espera que tú te levantes
Todos consigo mismos con nadie a su alrededor

Algo esta marcando la manera de salir
Algo que quieres olvidar
Nadie espera que tú te levantes
Todos consigo mismos con nadie a su alrededor.