| We both made mistakes
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| Wish I could tell you how I feel
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| Being honest, living with this is starting to feel
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| Worse than death
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| There’s nothing worse than death
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| Nothing but silence when we’re alone in a room
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| Wish you were there for me, wish I was there for you
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| Never choked up, yeah, we got nothin' to prove
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| We both got too much pride to ask each other how it do
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| If we could take it back, I wonder if we would
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| 'Cause were one in the same, feeling misunderstood
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| Fighting
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| When you were step-in to me and I was step-in to you
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| Lightly
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| But this shit was passed down to you to, a cycle of abuse
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| If we could live again, would it ever end?
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| Forever doubted
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| Here we go again, how the fuck can I prove
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| When I look in that goddamn mirror and all I see is you?
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| There is no fear in me, you know that is true
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| We got the same fucking genes, there’s no fear in you too
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| Shit, raise your hands to me
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| Be the man of the house like he wanted you to be
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| Shit, raise your hands to me
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| Be the man of the house like he wanted you to be
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| Nothing but silence, now we’re alone in a room
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| But I could never live to tell all the shit you put me through
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| You’d probably say the same, I would never take that from you
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| But we’ll both just say nothin', 'cause that’s what happy families do
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| Fuck it
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| If we could see back then
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| Would we see the end?
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| Would you lower a fist?
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| Would you make amends?
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| And if I’m keepin' this real
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| Living with this feels
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| Worse than death
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| Worse than death, drinkin' alone in my room
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| Wishin' you were there for me, wishin' I was there for you
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| Got me choked up, what were we tryna prove?
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| In the end we both play the game, in the end we both lose |