As plain as day
as dark as night
I've made my bed so many times, but i've yet to get it right.
On crooked knees, I pray to him
the only call that I've received
is "your prayers are wearing thin"
but i have nothing to prove to you
and i have nothing to lose but you.
We fall
we climb
and we take to what we lose
and we fail to refuse
this time our fight will tear us apart
if we're late to the start of love