The Better Half

Ask not for cues

I've been waiting to choose

Got no excuse to lose you

Third of my life

Better half of my drive

Spill from my heart's mute guise

Lost in the fray

Depths of my brain

I've got nothing to sail today

Send for the caved

Under harsh lights we bathe

High beams to sway

Had no excuse

I got caught in my noose

Had no excuse

To become a recluse

Had no excuse

I got caught in my noose

Had no excuse

To become a recluse

Still love you

I need you

Still love you

I need you