Here I am, with one last breath to tell you where I stand on all the words that failed you when you kneeled, and begged and cried for my hand.
You said "await" - so I waited, but mine were the words, not yours, I was left with.
Either way I'm in the wind and you, you could never save me.
When all my dreams were gone and my past was set like cobblestone, Your word;
Your jokes were buried in my bones.
But if none of that was you, and the devil ain't that cheap, who was it then, that led me on?
Was it a drunken choir of angels in my sleep?
Either way I'm in the wind and you, you could never save me.
Oh this house you built with my bones, shattered dreams and broken hopes:
I'll bring it down, I'll bring it down with a choir of angels in your sleep.
Either way I'm in the wind and you, you could never save me.
Here I am, with one last breath to tell you where I stand on all the words that failed you when you kneeled, and begged and cried.