Are you growing weary
As you dance all alone
In a room
Nothing's good enough
You gave the moon and the stars above
To
I believe in grace
That God redeems and saves
Someday I'll thank
She tries to find the weak spots
She tries to push
Broken glass from the window shattered yesterday
Deep inside I feel
I done it to myself once again
Breakin' off a piece
Wide awake, it's six a.m.
And you've got heavy eyes from
Once again I must fold, fold
Give in, get out before
Long open road
In the distance, I see you wait for
A loose cannon can you tell?
You're gonna get a lesson
He'll
Lyla in bloom, her innocence
And youth stripped away
Eighteen years old
I saw her in an empty bar
The smell of wine
I sit alone and watch the lonely people
It's like I'm
The dial tone is all that sings
It's raining hard inside
You've got me wrong
I'm not so hard, I'm not so
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