Assailant

I saw you again at the edge of the stage in a crowd, maybe twenty or so
Matching the voice of the singer ahead like you knew every word in her throat
Does the she know the hate that’s in those nights you let go?
When all of the cowardice in your spine is shown?
Secret assailant, you’d pass as a friend of the kids that I’ve given my heart
And it scares the shit out of me you’re attending the same shows that keep us
apart
It rips out a faith that I held dear from the start
What could have drawn assailants here?
I don’t want to think about it, don’t want the answer coming home
I don’t want to think about it