I'm starting to see there can't be a me and you at the same time, in the same truth.
In disbelief, I reread the tragedy and the point, babe, cause it doesn't end any other way.
I gave you up, I gave you up.
I gave you what I could, but didn't do any good.
Must I be the serpent to slay on your journey?
To know you're powerful.
You're worthy of shame, my dear, as I just held up the mirror.
And when I'm gone, you will see very clearly which of your demons are real.
I gave you up.
I gave you up.
I gave you what I could.
I gave you up, I gave you up.

I know I spilled some blood
You were the one in all the songs
I never gave up on you, love
Even when you were so far gone
Swimming with just about everyone
I wanted you in my door
I simply got no more
To open for us, I would
Instead we walk away feeling as good
As the heroes of our own story should
Like the heroes in our own story