I held my head up, too
Collecting thoughts of you
The timing that you choose
The last thing that you do

Now it's real
cnd it's fading
But you're hanging
cround me

You held me down again
Confused on where to end
The lying that you do
Was all to service you

Now it's real
cnd it's fading
But you're hanging
cround me

I'm hoping to be of use
But maybe I'll just shake loose