Bleed your colors into mine and drain your sorrows through the marrow of my soul and I'll show you the illusion of everything we thought was real and I'll hold your heart to heal its wounds but never steal what isn't mine and its not that you don't have anything that I want  because good god you do and I don't need to see what hides beneath your clothes because it is more about what I want to give and thats to comfort the pains of the naked soul you have exposed and I've had the same tears wash over me and lived inside the same misery of doubts and I've sat and slept in the darkness there and I'm there with you now and we can stay here or we can go out and I'll listen to anything you have to say or scream or cry or sit silently for hours or days or weeks or years and I'll drown with you if we can't stop your tears and be your saving breath and you can take everything from me and I'll find more to give and you will never be without my hand in reach whether you stay or take your mended wings and fly away