Say it aint true
The way you stop and stare...

Some people aren't born the lucky kind
They have to push hard just to reach the ladder of...

Broken and so sure of herself
Lost and alone with the best of friends to lean on...

You get hurt but it's fine
You've felt worse in your life...

So out of it
Losing control,Grasping hold...

Everything they are has bled to nothing
Running, running, always running from something...

So few options
possibilities if the circumstances were different...

Wake up
from you...

So done with crying
But she won't let go...

He held her tight and kissed her softly
leaned his face up to her ear just to whisper her...

You've got muscles,you've got grit
You've got a heart,but you don't take shit...

Unsure of this relationship
The emotions we transfuse...