And it stripped the breath right from my lungs.
The game I played was so unfair.
Fit only for me, but you're still there.
A brain that can't fathom it's next step.
A time in between to see what I have left.
Part of you knew I could still guard my heart.
Though I had keys in hand, you knew I couldn't start
to retrace all the bloodlines
borne into my veins.
And I'm sorry I forced you to stay up and stay.
It's a cycle, a show now, you weren't made to see
but you did. And I'm sorry. This isn't the me
that you grew up knowing.
And both of us know
that the cards I've been showing,
Well, we've seen them before.
Did you know I was bluffing?
Cause I sure didn't know.
Or did you just have the faith left
that I wouldn't let go?
I am terrified that my conscience
has been stripped to the bone.
And nowhere and everywhere's
becoming my home.
I can ask you for nothing
but still I whisper screams
hoping you'll catch me falling
or catch me at the seams.
Cause it's aching. I'm trying,
with the courage I've borrowed,
to leave all of this behind
and stand again here,
tomorrow.
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