Widow

I've seen you walk this way
 For the past ten years and never got the chance to ask you, I'm calling out
 And each and every day, I'm reminded you're the fucking disease
 I'm always full of good intentions but bad with first impressions
 And the crying out is deafening, and it's starting to get to me
 Every time I run
 Every time I stumble
 Not wonder
 If I had defined the fire inside
 Only to find out I'm not worth saving
 I'm not worth saving
 I know it hurts, and those ten years haunts the hell inside my head
 And when I try to find the peace inside
 And write it all down, the words are the fucking same
 I'm always full of what I thought was something good
 But my first impressions lasted longer than any sickness ever should
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 Every time I run
 Every time I stumble
 Not wonder
 If I had defined the fire inside
 Only to find out I'm not worth saving
 Every time I stumble, I wonder
 If I had defined the fire inside
 Dead or alive, I'm my own worst critic
 Call me a coward, call me ignorant
 A piece of shit as if I'd somehow forgotten
 Give it a shot, my heart said softly
 Or push it away and leave it behind me
 Or push it away and leave it behind me