| Hold my hands. Yes, hold them close so tightly for so long I have felt this fear. | |
| Take deep breaths, don't give up here just yet, | |
| You swear your endings somewhere near. I was there. | |
| Pulling into my driveway, running straight to the front door, | |
| As to see her tell my family that he had stopped intake long before. | |
| After that coming from every angle, a thousand things running through my head. | |
| Didn't expect it now, no, not now, why it's so soon? | |
| Yet I'm still poised and offering as I tread the living room. | |
| Oh, you held me higher than I thought that I could climb, I'd just say "no". | |
| Guilty me. I treated you like shit, and you were all I ever wanted in me, | |
| I owe you it too, because I missed my last chance to say that I love you. | |
| I caught a glimpse of his legs, collapsed in black leaning over the slaves. | |
| A place that I used call home, call my home, | |
| In that street that house where I came from. | |
| Guilty me. I treated you like shit, and you were all I ever wanted in me, | |
| I owe you it too, because I missed my last chance to say that I love you. | |
| Hold my hands. Yes, hold them close so tightly for so long I have felt this fear. | |
| Take deep breaths, don't give up here just yet, | |
| You swear your endings somewhere near. I was there. | |
| Pulling into my driveway, running straight to the front door, | |
| As to see her tell my family that he had stopped intake long before. | |
| Guilty me. I treated you like shit, and you were all I ever wanted in me, | |
| I owe you it too, because I missed my last chance to say that I love you. |