| Bent out of Shape |
|---|
| I’ll never know just what to expect |
| Until morning has spoken |
| Looking for any kind of relife |
| I’m gonna stay here broke |
| I’m bent out of shape |
| Im drowning in shame |
| Would i be the same |
| If redemption never came |
| Into the bedrom i watch you go |
| Holding my breath for a moment |
| Closing my eyes ignoring the pain |
| Falling away for the better |
| It feels like im falling slowly |
| Speaking in silence, unabel to let go |
| I’m bent out of shape |
| I’m drowning in shame |
| Would i be the same |
| If redemption never came |
