In a Mirror Dimly

Heaven forbid me Down in the country Fearing the ending Just how you want me Tending the vision Yours to position Running on empty War of attrition But I'm not angry, how could I be? If it was ever really up to me And you had just told me what it is you need I would have let you watch me bleed Splitting the difference Getting some distance Bearing the history Gathered from inference Tell me the worst thing you want when you're hurting Deep in the evening When nothing is stirring I won't ask to see you again I won't tell anyone that we're still friends Whatever you make it I'm sure I can take it If it's easy on your broken heart But I'm not angry, how could I be? If it was ever really up to me And you had just told me what it is you need I would have let you watch me bleed