there's two arms you could break

how low can you descend

approach the subject kindly

you've chosen to defend

those tears are not for real

they're falling on command

a harsh decision maybe

you're living on remand



your mind is thinking madness

much more you could not take

before you fall on bad days

and lower your defence as always...



suddenly demanding, choosing not to feed on all this sadness



my stomach tends to fold

when I speak of your name

accept that you're regretful

accept that you're not safe



your life is contradiction

a life that's bruised and torn

I've chosen toleration

you've chosen to dismiss as always



suddenly demanding, the truth is always worse when you are sober

suddenly demanding, choosing not to feed on all this sadness

suddenly demanding, choosing not to feed on all this sadness

"this sadness is my own"