Maybe you’ll see

it’s not about me

and all that I do

has always been you.

Crying all night

tired of the fight

Tears made of blood

We’re stuck in the mud.

And honey I’d tear down every wall

Unlock every chain and

Fight every man in this small town

But, baby I fear we’re headed for another


Tell me your fears

but are they real?

Whispers in your head

Monsters under your bed.

I try to save you

But what do I lose?

There’s no one around

and I’m breaking down.

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