Oh God I'm stuck
They are hell bent on us and I've got nothing to offer you
My skin trembles it wants to be used
Oh God I'm thrown
I am only happy on my own
My heart grows harder it wants to perform
And I only ever feel it when I wanted to be torn
to be torn
Like a hand held from its first love
Like a lost kiss from its vain hope
Like a grown child from its skipping rope
Oh God what now
I have ruined this I have broken you down
Your fingers are weathered your eyes are full of glass
The raindrops collide with the tears at your mouth
at your mouth
Where I once kissed your warm lips
as my tongue tripped over white teeth
bitten soft skin with my hands tied
Oh God I've strayed
I should not have come here with the wind in my sails
I've blown you backwards now your heart is in pain
And I know you don't believe me but I'm sorry that I failed to be torn
Like a hand held from its first love
Like a lost kiss from its vain hope
Like a grown child from its skipping rope