There was a time when I held on too long,
and all that could sooth me was some angry song.
And I was wondering if you’ve ever felt the same?
That to feel okay
you’d wish upon her life
pain and shame?
Well not today, I’m done with happiness
at her expense, living large in the big old city
ain't no defense.
'Cause what happens when I fall upon my face?
Get dragged back to that dark place
is she better than me now?
So let’s forget about our pain,
and please don’t worry that I’ll break:
I’m made of tougher stuff these days.
So if you have to, then break my heart.
Maybe I want you to break my heart.
I used to know with one look upon her face
that she’d be the one I’d never want to replace.
But life ain’t so clear stuck in this haze,
all the colors turned to gray.
Will the breeze blow it clear?
Or is this the way I’ve finally grown
I finally know that love is found working in the field
with my plow in the dirt.
I'll brave each storm that blows in,
I’ll ride each twister with a grin,
then one day she’ll take me away.