The simple fact is,
you couldn't kill me if you tried.
So we're gonna get fucked up (again).
Face it.
I'm not happy unless I'm crashing
back into your world (again).
I know you've got more tears,
but they'll never equal the amount
I shed over you.
The world is watching me,
waiting for the trip and fall into your arms.
But you won't be able to catch me,
will you dear?
Whatever befalls us from here on out
will be in my own hands forever.
It's funny, but I have to ask,
do you ever find yourself
stopping to wonder whether or not
the world is really worth saving?
Because every night I find
I'm on my knees (again),
trying to please a god;
or have I been praying to you all this time? |
