Shot down, ruined again, you never reckoned what was slipping away. Manipulated, fell below, and showed us all another level of shame. We all stand in the wake of the choices you make, whether wrong or right. But we know when to give up the fight.
Shot down, you blew it again, and never saw what you were throwing away. You pushed yourself out and now we see it blowing up in your face. We all stand in the wake of the choices you make, whether wrong or right. But we know when to give up the fight.