Can we make it out
Of this one with all our limbs attached?
Because I don’t want to go
To surgery for anymore
Repairs on my once naive heart
That is barley beating now
Did I stand too still?
Not giving you anything to hold on to
I know I’ve been gone and can not be permanent
But you won’t see, so you’ll never forget
We won’t call or write or regret all the things we did
The weight of us was always a cross to wear
So break me down
Break me down