I Need Your Hand In This

We are akin and owing

All the waiting so much hoping

And with this nonsense and loathing

I will win If you don't quit smoking

I can't even find any single part

Of my broken heart

My broken laugh

In every belief of being before

My stolen stuff

Had broken awful

I need your

Hand In this

Alone I

Can't do it

I need your

Hand In this

Alone I

Can't do it

We are frustrated not choking

Not usually something worth exposing

I'll remember what began our start

By blasted lights of being caught

Bud, is this anything but a sport?

To go home, home, home, home

I need your

Hand In this

Alone I

Can't do it

I need your

Hand In this

Alone I

Can't do it

Contracted silence to steal my heart out

Contracted silence to steal my heart out

Contracted silence to steal my heart out

Contracted silence to steal my heart out

Contracted silence to steal my heart