Tire Swing

A misstep
 Misplace all the thoughts that live in your head
 A night spent in the darkness
 A night spent to run from panic while you wake the dead
 You envy them
 While you soar from a vine to feel the sense of an ultimate free
 Two hands push the tire swing
 There's an honesty in hating all that's not
 And god I tried
 To gather all the pieces you took
 If every branch is a limb
 I guess the storm ripped your body apart
 Found no ignition to start
 Just a broken key and a weak now to every strong
 Do you numb like we do?
 Is humanity a symptom of the same disease?
 Do you regret what you made?
 Put the harm on us 'cause you can't be saved
 When you see the bloodshed
 Do you dismiss it as reality reeling a cold head
 Cold shoulder to the world
 You won't shoulder all the blame
 All this as a way to say I'm sorry
 For leaving just like everyone else
 I have to come to terms with it
 When I needed you
 Closed palms trembled all alone like the halls inside your home
 You swing away from all the blame and reframe to seem so innocent
 What of your kids?
 I'm perfect for being born in sin
 Do you regret what you made?
 Put the harm on us 'cause you can't be saved
 When you see the bloodshed
 Do you dismiss it as reality reeling a cold head?
 Cold shoulder to the world
 You won't shoulder all the blame
 All this as a way to say I'm sorry
 For leaving just like everyone else
 For leaving
 For leaving
 I'm sorry for leaving just like everyone else
 For leaving
 For leaving
 I'm sorry for leaving just like everyone