Sometimes It's Better to Die Than Retreat

After the dirty white flag waved in the dying sunset
We packed up our broken hearts and walked home
Nobody had the strength to utter a single word
Nobody had the pride to lift their eyes from the ground

Our worst fears were always true
Our worst fears we suffer through
Our worst fears we're always true
We knew, we knew

Time passes yet eye contact becomes more difficult
Choking down whiskey, inhaling cigarette smoke
Haven't felt anything at all in a few days
Still wake up screaming “I surrender...”

“I surrender! I surrender...”
“I surrender! I surrender...”
“I surrender! I surrender...”