Bent Out of Shape

I'll never know just what to expect

Until morning has spoken

Looking for any kind of relief

I'm gonna stand here broken

I'm bent out of shape

Im drowning in shame

Would i be the same

If redemption never came

Into the bedroom i watch you go

Holding my breath for a moment

Closing my eyes ignoring the pain

Floating away for the better

It feels like im falling slowly

Speaking in silence, unable to let go

I'm bent out of shape

I'm drowning in shame

Would i be the same

If redemption never came