Rounder

I tore myself up inside.

And I ripped everything out.

It was a storm that went by.

It had the sound of the winter wind.

It had the sound of the frozen lake.

I tore myself up inside. (Only the walls were left.)

I tore myself up. (I'm a big success.)

I could not feel. (I do a good job.)

I could not feel. (I tear myself up inside.)

Dumb luck. (Some excuse!)

It works out that way.

I heard the voice of reason. "Don't upset yourself." "Don't upset yourself." "Don't upset yourself."

I heard the voice of reason.

I didn't listen. (Yeah, I know it all.)

I heard the voice of reason.

Way far away.

I tore myself up inside.

And I ripped everything out.

Only the walls were left.

Then I looked around for something else to tear out.

I reached deep!