I bow out gracefully
One thing all those years of dance are good for
Go home quietly and double bolt the door
Don't have it in me to be right
It's not that important
Not gonna fight you anymore
No, not anymore not anymore
I'm left with no voice in this role I never chose
I grow more alone with each time I reach for you
It's no coincidence if these days I seem to lack attitude
Bite my tongue to save myself from seeming rude
I'd ask for your help if your help were free
I'd lean on your arms if your arms could hold me
Don't have it in me
To catch your blows
I've stopped believing
You'll ever know me as I am
I don't think I can show you who I am