Walk By My Side

I'm trading this life for another mistake
Another empty hole in my chest
Just the right size for a bullet
I'm a piece of tender; a cutlet

Why are you so far away
In every way
And I need you to catch up
I need you to want the chase
But it's unfair of me
And I'm not that person
And you're not in the place to do any of the chasing

You have your own wounds
And there's no way for me to be your band aid
Not without needing a tourniquet of my own
At least you're honest
Even though I like clinging to the lie
Wishing you would hurry up
Catch up
And walk by my side

And I choose to be blind
Because it suits me
Until it bruises me
And then I'm left in my own wake
Knowing it's my own damn fault
A little shaken
A little worse for my wear
A bit much, some lonely
Seeking a quick fix; a remedy

And I question my motives
And I question the timing
And I question the tides
And I question yours
And I question mine

You have your own wounds
And there's no way for me to be your band aid
Not without needing a tourniquet of my own
At least you're honest
Even though I like clinging to the lie
Wishing you would hurry up
Catch up
And walk by my side