Passion Pit

[Verse 1]
So now we see
Comes burying my burnt remains
These puddled clouds
Oh I, I understand now
But darkness falls likes shattered pieces
Dangling, shimmering
Torn and tattered and crowned
Oh, I'll not be told, "No", to "No more"
You must believe to hear me sing these
Messy morsels of my self-assuring love
Oh, it's painful kneading
Yes, I lie and I wrangle with prospective angles
That glare me down and face me
With all I do wrong
Why do they all look like me?