Lean

By popular demand you fall to waste again

Brought to the execution by a friend

The guilt is wearing down the defense, and gearing up your same old reasons

Allowing you to relive the same old day

I can see the pain living inside you

I can see the change standing beside you

Lean on me this time

(this time)

Somehow you slip behind and go on your way

Somewhere you'll find a place to make this stay

For now it's wearing down the defense, and deconstructing every pretense

Crawling up your spine and watching you decay

Decay...

(Chorus)