| Shadows on the pavement burn a watermark of you | |
| And every city siren calls your name down every avenue | |
| I'm falling into contemplation, broken to my knees | |
| But I need no resolution here though it cuts me at the seams | |
| I'm still the same | |
| But you're not going to take me down again | |
| I'm feeling old | |
| That doesn't mean you can break my soul | |
| See my youth begin to fade through the eyes of a child | |
| And I study every lesson learned that wiped away my smile | |
| And I learn that all your walls are just the cover of a book | |
| Every word a broken promise, every page a heart you took | |
| I'm still the same | |
| But you're not going to take me down again | |
| I'm feeling old | |
| That doesn't mean you can break my soul | |
| Break my soul | |
| Buried like a splinter | |
| Ripped apart like paper | |
| Blows away like ashes in my hands | |
| No, I won't see you later, | |
| Go build another castle out of sand | |
| Like ashes in my hands | |
| I'm not drowning in your sea | |
| Believing in you will not be the death of me | |
| Not waiting for the curtain to drop | |
| Or waiting for the hurt to stop | |
| Not drowning in a teardrop for your love | |
| Break my soul. | |
| Break my soul. | |
| I'm still the same | |
| But you're not going to take me down again | |
| I'm feeling old | |
| That doesn't mean you can break my soul |