You've got wires, going in You've got wires, coming out of your skin You've got tears, making tracks I've got tears, that are scared of the facts Running down corridors through Automatic doors Got to get to you, got to see this through I see hope is here, in a plastic box I've seen Christmas lights, reflecting your eyes You've got wires, going in You've got wires, coming out of your skin There's dry blood, on your wrist Your dry blood, on my fingertip Running down corridors through Automatic doors Got to get to you, got to see this through First night of your life, curled up on your own Looking at you now, you would never know I see it in your eyes You'll be alright I see it in your eyes You'll be alright Running down corridors through Automatic doors Got to get to you, got to see this through I see hope is here, in a plastic box I've seen Christmas lights, reflecting your eyes Running down corridors through Automatic doors Got to get to you, got to see this through First night of your life, curled up on your own Looking at you now, you would never know