What We Fall For When We're Already Down

I'll try to describe the way that it felt

To tell my own mother her son is a failure

His heart is too cold to love anyone but himself

It's like stabbing an icicle straight through your chest

Your whole body shivers as it courses your blood

And your quivering throat keeps choking on those words



Momma, I tried

A thousand times

I'm frozen to the core

Your son is a glorious mess

Who wrecks anything he adores

But deep in his center he swears

There's a candle just waiting to burn

And melt



So who's going to burn him?

Yeah, who's going to break him

To a thousand pieces melting

Over the flames of perfection?

I once felt it's warmth

But it left me shivering in the dark



Momma, I tried

A thousand times

The pieces wouldn't fit



Son, love is a punch in the eye

It's a sudden and swift surprise

It's not a candle, it's not waiting to burn

So baby, just wait your turn

Baby, just wait your turn

And when it hits you, you'll see

Your rose colored apathy

Through the blues that bruises can leave

Was it really worth the wait?