Paradise

What is the point we can’t turn back?
What have we left to lose?
You’re so quick to tie the traits that I lack
While you’re winding up my noose
Forget what you feel
But not what you felt
Wasn’t I good to you?
I swallowed my pride
And tightened my belt
So we could make it through
Don’t ever tell me I should close my eyes
I’ve been here once or twice before
I am a product of paradise
Avid perfection attracts storms
There’s a fault in your eye
Your about to break down
Go on reduce my will to clay
Fingers aren’t made to wrap people around
You do it every day
So go on wrap it tight it’s good while it lasts
It’s gonna hurt you too
You cut off the blood when you run from your past
It’s go’n catch up to you
Cause I’m still tied on to you
(Chorus out)