Put it out to hang dry.

Why don’t we let the whole world see that we built our own walls too high, but made a ramp for the enemy.

So, while this counterfeit rose decayed, you were plucking the pedals out like gray hairs from the stress we made.

But we couldn’t find a reason to just let go. Take a deep breath when we hit that low. You were a mess and I took the toll, and everybody has a word for me.

But I just don’t know if I can stomach another go. They say that you’re perfect and I’m a foe, and I just have to wait it out.

But I’m feeling too small for anything bigger than your army, ‘cause they believe what they say don’t harm me. But it’s breaks me to the core. And you can try to tell me that you’re sorry. But everything that hurts you hits me ten times worse ‘cause I’m stuck in the middle of it all.

How can you hit so hard

Stacking pebbles in your glass home

We’ll, I’m holding onto the scars

They remind me I’m not alone so

when your soul starts to fade

You’ll be needing a shoulder to lean on

So lay in the bed you made

Or I hope you find a reason to just let go. Take a deep breath when we hit that low. You were a mess and I took the toll, and everybody has a word for me.

But I just don’t know if I can stomach another go. They say that you’re perfect and I’m a foe, and I just have to wait it out.

But I’m feeling too small for anything bigger than your army, ‘cause they believe what they say don’t harm me. But it’s breaks me to the core. And you can try to tell me that you’re sorry. But everything that hurts you hits me ten times worse ‘cause I’m stuck in the middle of it all.