Every night

You wrote another line

With a bloody, broken, bottle

And every day

You wish it away

Why don't you pull the pin

On that grenade

You cuddle



I wanted to believe

Bodies swinging from trees

Struggling to stand

With your head in your hands

A stoic last stand

Of a dying man



I wanted to believe

As I watched your world

Crumble in your hands

I wanted to believe

As you raised your glass

To your last stand

And I wanted to believe

You would win

The war in your head

That I did not understand

That I did not understand



Every night

The questions poured out

Of your wounded eyes

Damn dark things

Every day

You used to pray

Listen to the black raven sing

You wanted to believe

As you were falling to your knees

Struggling to stand

With your life in your hand

The sad last stand

Of a broken man



I wanted to believe

As I watched your world

Crumble in your hands

I wanted to believe

As you raised your glass

To your last stand

And I wanted to believe

You would win

The war in your head

That I did not understand

That I did not understand



I wanted to believe

As I watch your world

Crumble in your hands

I wanted to believe

As you raised your glass

To your last stand

And I wanted to believe

You would win

The war in your head

That I did not understand

That I did not understand



And the questions pour out

And the questions pour out

I did not understand

I did not understand

I did not understand

I did not understand

The sound of you falling

I did not understand

As the trembling heart of a man

Did not understand

The sound of a trembling heart




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