| I woke to blood on my fingertips, the blade was starin' at me like we go back
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| I got a girl sleepin' next to me and when she wakes I know it’s time to attack
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| Ain’t got excuses
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| I ain’t got a plan, backtracking progress with a vengeance
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| I can’t get how you manage to get through everyday with such a frantic fucking
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| demon so sane
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| But you stay true, and you come through
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| So if you try and just survive it I can give you something to
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| Just get through
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| We bought a bag and talked it out
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| Like true adults, we should be proud
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| There’s still pain seepin' through your skull
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| I got some worries of my own
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| Like why your words don’t match your tone
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| I just forget you’re not the bitch I once knew
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| There’s something about you that I crave
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| I’ve got this feeling in my bones
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| And I swear it’s as pure as my soul will let
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| I’d take a body for your plate, just watch you eat and wait for crumbs
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| If it meant you’re shackled to me for life
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| (So listen to this)
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| The way you take away my pain
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| How you can kindly just explain
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| How you can fight your way through anything
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| I’ve got some worries of my own
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| Like what if one day you explode
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| And jab a knife into me for words I’ve sang?
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| I promise you’ll get the best of me
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| I swear you won’t get away from me |