A parking deck at 3 a.m. he's on the other line Through fearful whispers he can tell that I am far from fine Honestly he might have saved my life that night The year two thousand seven I began to fight
Because you can't call a doctor and just tell him where it hurts You weigh the choice to live or die and don't know which is worse Stumbling through the darkness, grasping for a shred of light Wrestling your demons 'til you reach the other side
Others chalk it up to heartbreak or a passing phase In fitful sleep you scream I'm not supposed to feel this way I don't have answers but I made it through the rain And happiness is worth the temporary pain
Because you can't call a doctor and just tell him where it hurts You weigh the choice to live or die and don't know which is worse Stumbling through the darkness, grasping for a shred of light Wrestling your demons 'til you reach the other side x2Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
