I hope you can look at yourself
Beyond your choices
Or at least,
Beyond that choice specifically.
Because that's what I do.

You see, baby
We have this same atoms composition
And exquisite ways of seeing the world
That's alright

Today I was getting ready to go out
And then I couldn't help noticing that
My chest is holding a lot of scrapes

It got me thinking.

If that's all over,
and there's nothing left but ashes

Then why the hell
am I still bleeding
Over your name?