| Promised forever that would never come
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| It was a lesson that I wished I’d never had to learn
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| If I could start again
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| I’d grow up broken and the fix was in
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| Like tiny weapons those promises were poisonous
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| Wish I could start again
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| But you become the safest place I could hide my words in
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| And I would understand you
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| Because you were perfect front to back and I would fly my red flags
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| And you would understand them
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| I’ve carried it all, all of this way
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| I’m letting it go and I beg you to stay
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| I’ve carried it all, if you walk away
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| No cushion to stall my plummeting from your grace
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| My plummeting from your grace
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| But I’ve carried it all this way
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| I’ve carried it all this way
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| I’ve carried it all this way
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| (You can only see the things I want you to see, I want)
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| I’ve carried it all this way
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| (You only see what I want you to see, I want)
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| I’ve carried it all this way
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| I’ve carried it all, all of this way
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| The useless emotion is the deadliest weight
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| I’ve carried it all I’ve never complained
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| Afraid to admit the enemy lives in me
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| Keep it cool now buddy, you’ll be ok
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| This is the end of suffering
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| Keep it cool now buddy, make no mistake
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| Your assassin’s on the way
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| Cool now buddy, you’ll be ok
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| This is the end of suffering
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| Keep it cool now buddy, make no mistake
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| Your assassin’s on the way
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| I’ve carried it all, all of this way
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| Last breath of emotion as it’s drowning in pain
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| I’ve carried it all, the deadliest weight
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| Becomes an assassin with a hit out on me
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| I’ve carried it all, a lifetime of pain
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| I’ve gotta let go because it’s killing me… go
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| Words are bullets from a liars face, little tiny weapons
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| And I’m at war with the suffering, my assassin’s coming
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| It’s hard to find the enemy with tiny weapons underneath
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| Assassin’s face looks just like me… am I home?
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| It’s hard to find the enemy with tiny weapons under me
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| The assassin’s face looks just like me… am I home?
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| I’ve got a liar in me and that liar is armed to the teeth
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| I wished that I’d learn but I’ll never learn
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| I’ve got a liar in me and that liar’s controlling the wheel
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| I wish that he’d turn but he’ll never turn
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| He’s setting the fires for me to put out
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| He’s dark and he craves and he’s foaming at the mouth
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| He’s on his way out
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| He’s kicking and screaming and bleeds from the mouth
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| Choking on everything falling apart
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| He’s on his way… on his way out
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| I’m letting it go, it pours out of me
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| It slashes and burns as I just try to breathe
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| It’s letting me go, it burns and it bleeds but I’m holding the strength
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| The strength that you gave me
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| I’ve carried it all this way
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| I’ve carried it all this way
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| I’ve carried it all this way
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| I’ve carried it all this way
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| But I gotta know, at the end of this road
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| Passed the disasters and all of the holes
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| I gotta know when the torture is through
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| That this bridge that I’m building’s a bridge back to you
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| I gotta know, at the end of this road
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| Passed the disasters and all of the holes
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| I gotta know when the torture is through
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| This bridge that I’ll build is a bridge back to you |