Gain
Mark Wilkerson
A selfish act of decency
I supplied you on the phone
Faded past, lost memories
You think it best if I go
I kept you around for when I fall down
I'll need you there for me
Unto you, I'll give my heart
But then you take it all away from me
Leave it alone, while I'm pushing away
I don't feel you close to me
Taking away what's left in me
Now I need to find a way
I don't want to lose you, not before I change
I don't need to use you, nothing more I'd gain
I think
I'm scared
Of being here
Take it all away
