We have a sort of understanding
A one sided war that always wins
On different levels
We understand, On the inside
It's completely different
The ache that sits inside a heart
Can harden over time
Look at what you have within you
A soul you maybe find?
You say it's dead, you say it's gone
But maybe it's just weak
From so many strives, so many hits
You maybe just need to tweak
I have no style, have no rhyme
And yet I speak the truth

Because you and me
Have different sides
But I think they've found a truce

Say you're weak and it's alright
It's not a stupid crime
Society and people
Can't even find the time
They call me stupid,
They do you too?
Well hey look, it's the same
A little touch a single word,
Can ease away the pain
Maybe not enough but
Bit by bit
Sometimes it's just a fad
People jumping in and out
Hearts wither and become sad

Those tears aren't wasted
That hearts still beating
It can't possibly be dead
Because you're still fighting
And you're still writing
Even if it's all in dread.