I ain't here to tie you down
I ain't here to hold you up
Is my being here enough?
Are my wicked hands too rough?

And I ain't here to figure you out
I ain't tryin' to fix what's already down
Can't play you around
Can't accuse me now
Ain't askin' you to pick up and run

You were wrong
I was right
You can't turn too rough every time
Please just don't go looking for death tonight

So keep on winding your wheels passed my place
Markin' up my front door with your path
Your words try to pass through my window panes
Your words breakin' me up fast

So you can keep on jumping through your flames
Troubles eager to lick and seems you're fitting back
Don't come running home to me
Don't come running in to see
That I'll wrap you up send you out again

I was wrong
You were right
I can turn too rough every time
I just can't go looking for death tonight

And I ain't here to tie you down
I ain't here to hold you up
Is my being here enough?
Is my being here enough?
Is my being here enough?

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