When love is lost
and the lamp is run out
The devils we crossed
run amuck and about

Promises we set
on a war-torn past
Littered with regret
And a hope to last

In the middle of a heartbeat
Taken too soon
I find her in the night by the light of the mood
If I ever thought I could be your friend, maybe
we’d meet another end

Your mother always said you were hot to the touch
I push on ahead for another new day
And when you’re found out there’s another new crutch
I swear to myself we’re gonna be okay

It’s just another little day
with a bigger disaster
Growing hard, growing strong
smarter, badder, and faster

And as long as you’re here
to take a “honey, I’m home”
I’ll get up, shake off the dust
Get out to break every bone


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