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Blue October

I’m tired and twisted, barely breathing, buried in the dark...
A could’ve been.
Don’t be concerned, that’s just the power of a breaking heart...
How good am I hiding it?
Look, I’ve got some bad intentions. Guilty as fucking charged.
Still standing stable, more than able, cause I know who you are.
I know the birthdays, anniversaries, all the first days I missed.
I regret them all, but
But now I know this;

I know that God exists. I held her in my arms.
I never knew I was able to ever feel this strong.
Take me off your worry list, it’ll be better that way.
I’m really fine and Mar’ there’s nothing we haven’t talked about.
So take me off your worry list, I said "Throw it away"

Yeah, this is what my life is about.
I might’ve been gone but I never walked out.

I’ve taken a thousand red eyes to change your point of view
Of what kind of man would take the trust you break... and still follow through.
Cause I’m standing right here and you may not show up.
Our same gate 14 where honestly, I’m just sick of calling your bluff.
And it’s just embarrassing. I nearly threw up.
While I’m trying hard to change the things I always screw up.

And at the top of my list, this visitation is no relationship.
But I’ve got to make the best of it.
Cause I know;

I know that God exists. I held her in my arms.
I never knew I was able to ever feel this strong.
Take me off your worry list, it’ll be better that way.
And I’m doing fine and I got plenty of friends around.
Take me off your worry list, just throw it away.
Well it’s time to stand up on my own for her.

Cause I’m packing it up, and I’m coming today.

I couldn’t wait to finally pick my family up.
Everything is quiet and covered in snow.
There’s something wrong here... Nobody’s at home.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Now, I’m back in the driver’s seat.
Heading back home. Yeah, back to Texas... On my own.

Take me off your worry list, it’ll be better that way.
I’m doing fine and I got plenty of friends around.
Take me off your worry list, just throw it away.
It’s time to stand up on my own for her.
I’m packing it up and I’m coming today.

This is what my story’s about,
I might have been gone but I never walked out.
I’m packing it up and I’m coming today.

This is what your story’s about.
My pretty little girl, can you figure it out?
If it helps to know so there is no doubt,
Just listen to the stories.
Not everything is glorious.
Some hurt. Some love. Some shout.
I fought the world and I lost that bout.

And you are what my album’s about.
I might’ve been gone but I never walked out.