Give It Hell

I'm no wire on a white horse
 But I'm wondering if I'm good enough
 Your struggle is a sleek grief sold out front
 I'm no slugger of the backstreets
 Tell me why they gotta vouch for me
 They're still moving to the backseat, one by one
 So don't omit holding on
 When moving against these years
 Give it hell, don't just sell on signs you know what rightful is
 And when you hear hope is gone
 From those who you keep so dear
 Don't give out, I would shout all night to fight that fire here
 When you said you couldn't stand this
 So pretentious, like I planned it all
 Your silent prеservation overflows
 Therе's an echo in the hallway
 Shouting louder at an open door
 Nassau back to Metro, lost your clothes
 So don't omit holding on
 When moving against these years
 Give it hell, don't just sell on signs you know what rightful is
 And when you hear hope is gone
 From those who you keep so dear
 Don't give out, I would shout all night to fight that fire here
 Thought I missed your call
 But I was only dreaming
 Selfish, cruel and cold
 For making other plans
 Could only ask for help
 In ways that were revealing
 Couldn't thank myself
 If I fail to react
 So don't omit holding on
 When moving against these years
 Give it hell, don't just sell on signs you know what rightful is
 And when you hear hope is gone
 From those who you keep so dear
 Don't give out, I would shout all night to fight that fire here