i'll never know just what to expect
until morning has spoken
looking for any kind of relife
I'm gonna stay here broke
i'm bent out of shape
im drowning in shame
would i be the same
if redemption never came
into the bedrom i watch you go
holding my breath for a moment
closing my eyes ignoring the pain
falling away for the better
it feels like im falling slowly
speaking in silence, unabel to let go
i'm bent out of shape
i'm drowning in shame
would i be the same
if redemption never came
