[Storyteller.]

I just need something that will take me away.

I'd throw my heart into your fire, when I was blind,
and you knew that I'd come crawling back,
and you knew you'd always find me there.
But this time some things are
gonna change - I'm breaking out -
and I know someday I'll be okay,
and I know someday I'll stand again.
But this won't be the end of me,
'cause I'm breaking away.

I just need something that will take me away,
to help me disconnect, to get you off my mind.
I just need something that will give me the strength
to get away from you,
to escape from here.

And as I'm sifting through the ash, I find myself,
and you knew that I'd come crawling back,
and you knew you'd always find me there.
But I'm sure you're never gonna change,
'cause you've learned this all before.
And I know that you'll come crawling back,
but I swear you'll never find me there.

I just need something that will take me away,
to help me disconnect, to get you off my mind.
I just need something that will give me the strength
to get away from you,
to escape from here.

What was I waiting for?
The years went flying by me,
and I can't ever get them back.
What was I afraid of?
I just want to live my life while I'm still alive,
'cause I'm still alive.
I just need something that will make me numb,
to help me disappear, to anywhere but here.