Hands Held In Hopes Of Lyrics & Chords By At Half-mast
When I look up and smile for the first time the rhythm picks up a beat or two as our eyes meet.
And the feeling that I've always tried to avoid takes a firm hold of my being.
I wasn't ready to let these walls down but you broke them.
Here I am on my back while you're standing tall.
I only wish I would have known from the start that your satisfaction is pulling another into the misery of which you are a part.
This isn't me but it's what i've become.
Seperate self from feeling and exist as flesh without soul.
I knew this would happen.
This isn't me but it's what I've become.
Seperate self without soul.
There's a long line stretching behind me waiting so discard me now.
Toss me out quickly and save us the time.
Just let me go and take another hand not mine.
This fucking means nothing.
This lust isn't loving.
The truth is your outlook is jaded and mine's looking faded.
It seems I was living a romanticized lie, a silver-screen dream with my eyes to the sky.
A few days can destroy a life's worth of promise.
I hate it but thanks for showing me the world
