When you made your point, you made damn sure it got under my skin, and filled my veins.
And, though I've tried my best to stay away, they've all collapsed as I've relapsed.
I'm so attached to things that I can't have and the thought of what you need.
Truth is, even though we've grown with time, I still don't believe we could see eye to eye.
We come up short and you look down on me, but I'm keeping my head up to be more than what you've seen.
Keep the hell away from me.
And our fingertips trace what lies in permanence.
Maybe if we'd opened up we never would have had to make incisions.
So can we agree it's funny how these stitches all dissolved and fell away when it was hard for us to make the right decisions?
Even though we've grown with time, I still don't believe we could see eye to eye.
We come up short and you look down on me, but I'm keeping my head up to be more than what you've seen.
Keep the hell away from me.
Truth is, I know I'll be fine.
Truth is, I know I'll be fine.
I know that I'll be fine.
Even though we've grown with time, I still don't believe we could see eye to eye.
We come up short and you look down on me, but I'm keeping my head up to be more than what you've seen.
Even though we've grown with time, I still don't believe we could see eye to eye.
We come up short and you look down on me, but I'm keeping my head up to be more than what you've seen.
So just make sure you keep the hell away from me.