So it goes as the story of my time here unfolds, the lessons unlearned only go so far as to prove that I’m worthless. In the cold my shaking hands receive letters to unfold and a bag full of winter clothes you sent to the P.D. to keep me warm. And the jailer says that I’m a lucky man to have a wife who cares so much, and now I understand. But it’s too late now, not to fall apart. It’s too late now to pretend it’s not too late.

Now I know we were better off-sides now.
Our fights, so dumb. Now I know we were better off playing games. We were young, and now we’re all growed up now. I’ll grow up now. Now I know I was better off playing the fool for you.

I know I’m not worth fighting for baby.
I know I’m not a life worth saving. But I love you.
Complacent. Come play-set me.
Right now you want it all to go away.
Right now I can only think of my cell and all your pain.
Say you’re with me till the day’s long over
Say you’re with me till the days get better than this.

Complacent. Come play-set me.
Tell me that you’re outside trying to look in.
Tell me that you’re seeing this through to the end.
Tell me that your out-stretched arms have not already tired of me.

And when you’re down,
you slow down the world around you. It’s so beautiful.
And in your sleep, your soul weeps
for the attention and love it deserves.
But this could be the worst fight we’ve ever had.

Takes time to learn this slow burn
keeps burning faster as the days go by.
And it won’t stop, as hard as I’ve tried.
But I have almost lost the will to die cause I miss you,
lying sleepless in my jail cell all week long.
I miss you with every syllable I write to this song.
And I miss being the man I’m supposed to be.
I miss you and I know you’re out there missing me so
thanks for being the best friend I’ve ever had.

I know I’m not worth fighting for baby.
I know I’m not a life worth saving.
Say you’re with me till the day’s long over.
Say you’re with me till the days get better than this.
Say you’re with me till the day’s long over.
Say you’re with me till the day I’m sober.

So it goes, as the story of my time here unfolds, the lessons unlearned only go so far as to prove that I’m worthless. But to you, you see something that no one’s seen before, but my eyes can’t adjust so you’ll have to take my damn hands and show me... so show me.


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