Vulnerability
I guess it means vulnerability for you
I’m vulnerable for you
A softly blown and tender rose
Still bruised and battling
Without having seen her attacker attack her

If you remember him
You remember him
You remember him
If I remember him
He remembers me
He remembers me
I’ve got a message
And it’s not a bird bringing it to you
It’s not a friend
It’s not a song
It’s not put in a letter on a fancy paper
It’s brought to you in a stairway
And it’s screamed at the top of my lungs