Never really learned how to defend myself
Push away those who matter, while welcoming everyone else.
Cause I’m not afraid of monsters, I’ve been hurt before.
It’s angels who scare me, because they are the cure.
If ammunition is your weapon, I’m ready for a fight.
But if love is your weapon, I’m hiding in the night.
When I see you standing there, over in your place
it’s like all my childhood issues come smack me in the face.
Like I can’t face myself, not ready to heal.
But I have been DYING for something real.
Tell me it’s too late, that I shouldn’t even try.
Still, I’ll be waiting on you til the day I die.