I need a camera to my eye to my eye deciding which lies have I been hiding which echoes belong I've counted out like days in Central Park echoes in my heart and gravel in my palm phone my family tell them I'm lost on the sidewalk no it's not okay I smashed a camera I wanna know why to my eye reminding which lies have I been hiding which echoes belong I'm counting down those days in Central Park echoes in my heart and gravel in my palm phone my family tell them I'm lost on the sidewalk no it's not okay I've counted out more days in Central Park echoes in my palm gravel in my heart I'm breaking down, apart phone my family tell them I'm lost (yeah I'm lost) no it's not okay