Never thought you had it in ya Never thought you’d burn me down Never thought you’d reassemble Somehow I lost count you know It’s something different It’s lost in the simplicity Tolerance and appreciation Well they’re lost in the poetry Can’t stand up, exhausted from trying Barely lit with a dull compliance Enjoy the pace of a life’s embrace Every breath you take will guide you
Never said you had it in you I thought we’d compromised It’s getting harder to breathe here Tolerance is in short supply You make a fool of me, I’ll keep you company Just so you don’t pick up the pieces And then it’s lost in the poetry Every sunset both good and bad Ain’t necessarily behind you
Never thought you had it in you Now I see the monster in me And now that dog’s reawakened And he’s got no self esteem Maybe I should go on instinct I hate to second guess Maybe I just won’t pick up the pieces No way back and no regrets