You pull me where to go. Then you look back on me. You hold me in my place. You tell me when to speak. You slow me in my dreams. You point out all my mistakes. You're my saving grace...

You can keep me here until I atrophy, but I don't see where it connects to keeping in my eyes, to knowing that you are mine. I don't see where you come from.

You sink in my eyes, and you soak in my mind. You string me along, you fight me like a plague, you act like I'm enslaved, you've got my by the throat, you'll never let me go, you never shed a tear, I fight my deepest fears just to keep you near. You're my saving grace...

You can keep me here until I atrophy, but I don't see where it connects to keeping in my eyes, to knowing that you are mine. I don't see where you come from.

You can keep me here.