The Man Who Saved the Angel

I hope you're gone when i come home If only she would just let go Its water logged, and bound to mold If rust is just a surface laced in questions full of disarray Its monologue played to a tee I've been breaking bows to catch you right before you hit the ground If you searching for an answer you'll never know it's cancer Drowning in side, with cement tide to our ankles What a trade for his life! Who is saving this angel? Don't act like you're the only one, and walk away when i'm not done I hope you know it's just as hard on me Her secrets shown through hollow earth like brittle bone words couldn't hurt Still sitting there feeling sorry for yourself I've been breaking bows to catch you right before you hit the ground If you searching for their answers you'll never know, you'll never want to know Been breaking bows to catch you right before you hit the ground If you searching for her answers you'll never know; i hope you're there when i get home If only she would never go I'm sitting here feeling sorry for myself