| Want to be protected | |
| Look forward to a future | |
| I take off the ring and run | |
| Wanting to be held not crushed | |
| Wake up and it's quiet | |
| She only hears herself breathe | |
| Thinking of herself for once | |
| In somebody else's dreams | |
| Make excuses for the bruises | |
| Take away the noise | |
| Chorus | |
| Don't hear the voice | |
| Freedom of choice | |
| A new city | |
| New life for me | |
| (excuse, bruises) | |
| Those tears will turn to anger | |
| The tension will be running high | |
| Time to escape the world | |
| Of wasted years and a fake smile | |
| Hide away from the world | |
| The tales of a scared girl | |
| She won't live here anymore | |
| (excuses and bruises) |