I try to be strong you know
and you just love to put up the fight
it gets tiring to wake up in the morning
and have nothing to get up for
I try, I try so fucking hard
to bear in mind
that I'm doing all of this
to keep you out of my heart
I try, but your waves are so strong
you crash me, crash me,
every day,
and almost every night.
and you know you could've
just said 'no'
and it'd been alright for me
but oh how you like to claim your prizes
am I?
am I your victory?
did you manage to rule me over?
or is this a tide?
I will always wonder
until the day you realize
you always run from your problems
and you'll make up your mind
