Leave It

You can have everything, but leave the pain It’s the only thing we’ve ever really earned. It’s no mystery where you’ve been, your tracks read just like a map, And you wear your scars so proud, like an army man with another kill, and just as blind. You say no ones going to pull your strings, hiding under your sheets, sweating shadows on the wall, drowning in tears no one sees. All the lies have been told now, Water turned to stone to fortify your demise. Cut the connection to the phone. Its just you now, you and your soul. And now that it’s ending, You can’t help but wonder? “ If just maybe, if you just might have been... wrong..”