#roughseasons

Was I left behind? Someone tell me Tell me I survived, don't look so surprised That I'm home, but just for tonight With rough hands and sore eyes So don't speak, I am tired Let's just live through this lie

She says, I swear too much She says a lot of things Well, I'd swear every other word if I could For her, I'll make an attempt Sometimes love isn't about How much someone suits you But how much you're willing to change to suit them

All my bones are dust (Two people, too damage, too much, too late) And my heart's sealed with rust (Two people, too damage, too much, too late) These hands will always be rough (Two people, too damage, too much, too late) I know this won't count for much (Two people, too damage, too much, too late)

One day my hands were too soft One day she said, "I'm tired" One day her clothes were on my floor One day, empty bottles

Well, I'm not saying she's my last I'm just saying that she could have been It doesn't matter how rough these hands get It doesn't matter 'cause I'm not her man