What if I wanted to break?
Would you cure my ache?
What would you do?
I don’t have a clue
I can’t take this anymore
I don’t want to be a bore
Standing on a bridge
Right on the ridge
Waiting for the dark
Not going to leave a mark
I’m not going to beg for the rest of my life
It’s not as if I have a wife
Would you say you wanted me?
Would you help me break free?
Would you hold my hand?
Would you make a stand?