i miss who you were 
before you took everything

i gave to you with my hands
bleeding, bleeding

we disappoint each other
but we're still better off together

it feels so good singing
the lyrics to your melody

it feels so good to be free
don't need nobody when i got
you with me

you aren't the man
you claimed to be

you aren't the lover
you used to be

but does it matter?
i'd rather be blinded

'cause this type of love
i can't find it elsewhere