Clutch my love just like a child
Drifting past to idolize a little more than you adore
Paint my wings in a perfect room
With closing walls and obstructed views
But I fell short and never soared
And I need to, but you weighed me down indoors
Where I watched love fold
Fate is a strong armed brute
That takes away your claim
And uproots the truth
Shame has worn me down to ruins
Washes over my scars like salt to wounds
Cast my wings into the sun
And watch them burn as I become a trifle more than you abhor
Write my crimes endless or few
And tell them all that I've done to you
But was I the source or the force?
Fate. I think that I lost it
And I know you need it
But I cannot see this through
So I say that I'm defeated
And you know I mean it
When I say that we're through
I've been waiting for it almost all my life
Am I paying for it with my peace of mind?
I couldn't give up my freedom for all you liked
But I'm paying for it