Imagine all the things you should have done to make it work out
Imagine all the things were on your hand but not by your side
And now you realize every the time you had that chance
You had the chance, but not the heart
And now the consolation prize is justifying that I
I was so weak, I was so lost, I was so vulnerable
But now the brave in my veins cannot face it for more
I feel it tight like a brace