Break Me Even

Its hard to clean the blood of the dead

Its hard to escape the fear in your head

But you know what

I can retreat

I will not slaughter my dreams inside

I will triumph over better times

Grief and despair I do not care

No regrets

I see the cup as half empty

I look for a brighter day

We talked all night

Mistakes were made

We use art

To save ourselves from the truth

For I cannot fail

I have only found a billion

Ways it hasn't worked

Wisdom speaks

But knowledge listens

I often regret my speech

Never my silence

Fill what's empty,

empty what's full

and scratch where it itches

a pint of sweat saves a gallon of blood

lets toast to that

When my ideas fail

Words come in handy

How do you speak

When you choke on you words

I've swallowed my pride

My pride is fire

This light burns inside

Love is friendship set on fire