I Made You Myself - Deliver You From Bad News lyrics

I was in a bad spot Stumbling, slurring Derailed And just sapped of all thought I was crawling to you Dragged my weak bones along Within you, I could hide You opened wide, tiny rose You had no damn idea What kind of man I was So you paid the price Pulled you from the soil and sun I let your petals wither up dry You fell apart over night I told you most things you wanted to hear And you were so fast to believe in me You told me most things I wanted to hear But the means of our meeting was something I feared Let's not become in debt In debt to one another Not so sure that my mind is so willing Or body has fully recovered I told you most things you wanted to hear And the deeper your roots would grow into me You told me most things I wanted to hear So I tried to believe There's no life as a weak man Only guilt from what you did or haven't done If you know Why the wait? Couldn't you say What sits on your mind You're just wasting your time Why do you hide Forgive me, please, you fragile thing I should know Better than to let you hurt But my hands, they shake As they hold your fate Unsure I would have changed my ways Had I known that would be planted in doubt But the truth strikes a chord So clear A tune So loud Oh she hates the sound You were bound to be a better thing Without my doubt Oh I feel you Burning away You are a cloud Looming gray with your bad news Deliver yourself from the rain And the thunderous pound Oh you know how she hates the sound She hates the sound