Pure Triangles

<p>The stony face, a true reflection A sin to taste revisitation But all these walls have right angles And all these thoughts are pure triangles</p><p>Don't hold me up for too long I'm not that tough, I'm not that strong You see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now</p><p>A broken heart with new direction A blank, blank line with no inflection But all these walls have right angles And all these thoughts are pure triangles</p><p>Don't hold me up for too long I'm not that tough, I'm not that strong Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now? Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now? Now</p><p>Don't hold me up for too long I'm not that tough, I'm not that strong Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now? Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now? Now</p>