Don't break me open; I may not stand the pain,
And the wounds on my body may not heal again.
Don't break me open, don't break me open,
For I may not heal again.
You say life means dying, but I feel alive now.
Have I passed through already? Have I missed it somehow?
You say home means leaving to journey with you,
But I'm asking you, how many don't make it
And never come through?
Don't break me open.
Don't break me open; I may not stand the pain,
And the wounds on my body may not heal again.
Don't break me open, don't break me open,
For I may not heal again.
It's the heroes who make it; the forgotten who fail.
I don't feel such a hero - I can't live out your tale.
You say home means leaving to journey with you,
But I'm asking you, how many don't make it
And never come through?
Don't break me open,
(Don't break me open),
Don't break me open.