Feeling undergrowth. Needing room for more, but I can't make that feeling right to me now. Under the weight of all I can't explain. Tonight, a shot in the dark is my light. Don't let me down this time. If I were made of steel, you wouldn't have to bend my will, but I'm as fragile as the wings I wore when you so loved me still. But my life isn't mine to own. Under lights that stifle the glow. A design to keep me on hold. And now I know what you're worth, I'm ecstatic. Now I know what you're worth and it's tragic. Now I know what I'm worth I'm ecstatic. Now I know what I'm worth and it's tragic. But my life isn't mine to own. Under lights that stifle the glow. A design to keep me on hold. With the bride that I'm forced to love, and her eyes as cold as stone. Her desire to keep me on hold. What's the point of moving forward when we're all slaves to the seeds we sow? I escape to the place I know. And now I know what you're worth, I'm ecstatic. Now I know what you're worth and it's tragic. Now I know what I'm worth I'm ecstatic. Now I know what I'm worth and it's tragic.