My skin may be bruised while you continue cruise.. but seconds later I stand withheld Because you see, wounds heal And your fingertips are no longer felt, My neck free from your belt I rebuild So Thank you for giving the monster a borough in the back of my head It's only so narrow But now its filled, I have to thank you, Thank you for making room For the flowers to grow Forever out of your reach I can only heal after getting away from the leach you coast as My skin was once blue But after leaving you which was long overdue I see being me is the only thing I need And how I'm finally free