Sin Miedo

Somebody already wrote the book on defeat

So far be it from me to think I'm reinventing anything.

If life's a list of mistakes and all the ends

I can't make meet then read them to me

You are something next to nothing

And I'll hold you like a lock set holds a key

And we can watch the cracks splinter away

Like it's summer in the sun and winter in the shade

And I'll be here and I promise I will stay always

So how on earth did we find ourselves in so deep?

There's no semblance of sense

In how we keep the pieces moving free,

But for once and for all, or for

Now and for you that's alright with me

Because you're my wit's end. You're my last stand

Of all the words scarce

At my command, you're my wit's end

You're my last stand and in your

Way you love me all you can