i know that you've been searching for me elsewhere in the cracks beneath your feet and in the spaces between walls in the dark wells of the mirror (in the space i used to stand) i know that you've been searching for me elsewhere in the black pits of my mind where the tar of my emotions swirls black and ever thicker where i retreat to hide from life (i have the reaper in my heart) and black tar pits for eyes i have the cold heart of the lost ones (and no love to tear us apart) i know that you've been searching in the spaces between words but let me tell you theres nothing there to read. there to read. (well i know that you've been searching and you've looked inside your heart but under oceans and in coffins is a better place to start better place to start.) you can't begin to know the depths of the abyss until you've lost it all until you've seen yourself 'cause that reflection just ain't what it used to be it sure as hell ain't what i want to see (well i know that you've been searching and you've looked inside your heart but under oceans and in coffins is a better place to start) heart break is the burden i bear and the bottle's is the blood i smear oh just burdens just guilt just loss and just fear (well i know that you've been searching and you've looked inside your heart but under oceans and in coffins is a better place to start well i know that you've been searching and you've looked inside your heart but under oceans and in coffins is a better place to start)