There where many things I didn't know

If i don't. you won't
Say I'm sorry, don't worry.
It's going to be fine, please step of the fine line.
The line of insanety, and come to the side of safety 

You're not fine, I come to you as a sign.
I'm trying to help you, to make it through.
Don't object, no one's perfect.

I'm tiered of running, when you're only learning to crawl.
It's not that I'm wiser, it's just that I've spent more time with my back to the wall.

Play along, or this is your last song,
beautiful, though so fragile,
I'll break you and everything you feel,
accept or blame thyself.