even if we say we do, it don’t mean that we will

it don’t mean that we’re going to

even if we say we’ll try it don’t mean

that we’ll have the opportunity



all this time weighed out unrefined

twisted and unkind. all mine

all this pain suddenly arranged

a relationship that i’ve denied



my backs against the wall

i stumble and fall down

sometimes i scream

I’m scratchin’ at my head

I’d rather be dead than not in your arms

in your arms, in your arms



even if we say we do it don’t mean that we will

it don’t mean that we’re going to

even if we say we’ll try it don’t mean

that we’ll have the opportunity



my backs against the wall

i stumble and fall down

sometimes i scream

i’m scratchin’ at my head

i’d rather be dead than not

in your arms, in your arms, in your arms

my backs against the wall

i stumble and fall down

and sometimes i scream



my backs against the wall

i stumble and fall down

sometimes i scream

i’m scratchin’ at my head

i’d rather be dead than not

in your arms, in your arms, in your arms

my backs against the wall

i stumble and fall down

and sometimes i scream