Falling down as a kid you get right back up You dont want your friends to know, that it stings more than you could show Broken down as a man you dont think you can Ever let your best friends know, that this shit is eating your soul
I can show you things that have hurt me I can let you hear a thousand songs that will cheer me up And some that describe how I feel And I can write down words that are real But its just so hard, to look in your eyes To explore those big beautiful eyes, while trying to tell you I have not beaten this, it has not died
Shards of my heart, littered like shrapnel in my chest Feign from the pain, but still cant lay it to rest Is this how the movie ends? Trying to teach a broken heart to bend "Find what you love and let it kill you Find what you love and let it kill, you" *
I can show you an incredible sunrise And I can take you to the coldest graveside But I cannot explain, which one comforts me No, I could never say, which one is killing me Is it the beauty, or the tragedy Or is there beauty in tragedy?