Looking out the window, staring through the sky
washing off my makeup with every tear I cry
Lay down my head to sleep, but it ain’t night
your coffee cup is shattered, `I’ll sweep it up when I’m right
All I can see, when I close my eyes
you peeling away, in your chevrolet
and left me there at the bottom of our drive
Mercy is the martyr, from either side of the line

I won’t leave house, pull the blinds down low
While polishing off, these bottles of old merlot
grieving for tomorrow, while gripping on to the past
stubborn enough to forget, what we never had
There go a Fool, always makes me cry
When the needle drops and the music takes forever just start
I realize
Mercy is the martyr, from either side of the line

Middle of the night, the blankets are on the floor
wonder where you are, listening for the door
Thunder outside like rockets riding through rain
Why am I so worried everything’s gonna change anyway
What was it like before the thoughts arise?
I’m torn and frayed too tired to pray
For a diamond ring that only ever made me cry
Mercy is the martyr, on either side of the line

Heaven isn’t finished
oh when you’re not in it
Your love has found a limit
But i can’t let go