A Diagnostic Breakup


Verse 1:

I’ve come face to face,

With the look of death herself,

I’ve gone far from grace,

And I’ve given- but none for myself,
 

Verse 2:

I’m not sanctified,

With unbridled profit,

Though these wet blue eyes,

I’ve seen a world of conquest,
 

Chorus:

I’ll look to you,

When the waters rise,

It’s always you,

I’ll cling to,

 

(Break)
 

Post-C:

And you want a blood soaked diamond,

A cherry apple pie and a baby,

 

I want a quick fix hit from a doctors list,

Something to take off the edge,

And maybe make me happy,

 

And I may never get married-

But I don’t want my mother to have to bury me,
 

So I’m hanging from the ledge of something dangerous,

But I won’t let go,
 

You know I said I wanted something that was good for the both of us,

That’s why you gotta let me go…

 

Outro:

I’ll think of you,

When the waters rise,

It’s always you,

I’ll cling to.

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