Face It

i don't know if i can get it right i never put up a fight i have hard time seeing what is wrong sure doesn't take you long we know there's something better here won't fall victim to all your fears and the dreams they keep on coming knife to your throat underwater running face it the sweetness that's on your tongue you just can't taste it we're subject to change and some feelings won't go away they won't go away could you please tell me what i think is right why even put up a fight i don't think there's anything that's wrong don't think you think that strong feeling now so much pressure here don't think you would want to get too near all the dreams that you gave up running knife in my back as you turn