The Martyr

I get less credit than I’m due I give you credit, more than I’m supposed to Here we are. I am here. You are there You might be right, I might be wrong I might be weak and I know you might be strong You might mean every word you say and not really care Get it. Got it. Good Make me the martyr like you said you would What you want is more than I can give What you take is more than I can live with Go your way, and I’ll go mine, I’m sure we’ll both be fine. I’ve got five fingers on six strings And even less notes that my voice can sing But I know I’ve got both feet on this side of the line Get it. Got it. Good I’ll be the martyr like you said I would And as your memory fades with every empty bottle And the time we spent like every empty promise As I steal the words from every song you know You let the pain decide how far you will go One mistake means more to you than me And every lie you tell yourself about what cannot be But who can blame a broken heart for breaking a heart When you’re too afraid of all the pain you can’t even start So go ahead and walk away for good, you always said you would Dub me unforgiven, tell yourself you should And give it all away cuz it ain’t no big thing For you to never be in my arms again Never see my face Never touch my skin Never hear my voice say I love you again Get it. Got it. Good I’ll be the martyr like we both knew I would