My Word Against Your Fist

Just like a flower in the desert she's persevering trying to shine through, but she's the only flower ever to break the trends and turn it back on you.
She's trying so hard to keep her tides coming down. She's winning so far, and I am weak I'm burning out.
Things fall apart when weathered day after day. Nothing will last forever.
Boredom and a longing for a change serve as the catalyst of this fracture, I can hardly even picture her face, to keep up this dance I'm becoming an actor[MONSTER]
I'm trying so hard but I can hardly concentrate right now. I took this too far, and reap the pain that I have sewn.
Things fall apart when weathered day after day. Nothing will last forever.
(I meant to write this song about you, but I wrote it about me. I'm sorry that you're stuck in this, I'd really rather if you were free. My only excuse to keep you here is that I think you want it too, and I'm too selfish to admit that you might not)
I meant to write this song about you. [I meant to write this song about you]
But I wrote it about me. [I meant to write this song about you]
I'm sorry that you're stuck in this one. [I meant to write this song about you]
I'd really rather if you were free [I MEANT TO WRITE THIS SONG ABOUT YOU]
Even if everything turns out ok, let's at least make it look real bad. It's my word against your fist, but right now my word feels pretty fucking powerful.