You look past all the things

I'd never have forgave

'Cause I care about little things

I care until I break

But when I crumble

It's still your hand that I take

'Til we're both crushed under

The mess that I have made

And I know cannot go back

And I just have to live with that

You're the soldier

I'm the combat

Oh our weaponry is our contact

Please tell me now that I change

Even through gritted teeth and strain

Although I grow like seasons change

Cause I come back the same, the same

I hope you get it all

Everything you wanted

I'm happy for you without hearing about it

I will sink down until I touch the ocean floor

Until I cannot hear

Are you sure?

But I can see the shore

And I know cannot go back

And I just have to live with that

You're the soldier

I'm the combat

Oh our weaponry is our contact

Please tell me now that I change

Even through gritted teeth and strain

Although I grow like seasons change

Oh I come back the same, the same