I might not answer your call
I'm still a little lost
I want this to be true.
But I'm falling through.
I can't just wait.
If this is fake
I really thought it would be true.
And I would end up with you!!
But i could of made  a mistake.
That I will have to repay.
At the end of the day.
But I will pray.
That god keeps you away.
Away from all the things that can change your ways.
Please don't say.
I love you babe.
Till we have a whole day.
To say
Our true ways.

I gave away my branches,
I gave away my leaves,
you chopped me up for housing,
then ran off,
leaving me.

I gave away my dirt,
and gave away my air,
I gave away the water,
you said you'd none to spare.

I gave away my patterns,
I gave away my age,
I gave away all I had,
and you'd just take and take.

And now that I have nothing,
I sit alone, and cry
I think how I am now a stump,
and you didn't even say goodbye.

Do you know what that
Life is like? That
Life that
The survivor that
Became is worth more than that
Who died? The life that
Living souls are worth more than that
Dead guy staring at you out of that
Pathetic history, that
History of survivors that
Had died so long ago that
Had somehow become more than that
Of real life? That
Somehow those people that
Didn't waste away that
Were brave enough that
Instead of pulling that
Trigger or enduring that
Pain were worth less than that
Old dead guy that
No one cares about now?

No, those that
Decided that
Their life was worth more than that
Heartache changed and that
Made them better. That
Made them see that
Their life of worth; that
Life, that
Living, that
Change is of worth. That
Made them worth more than that
Deemed genius that
Changed the world, that
Now lacks power that
Can fix the future that
The world will live in next.

These survivors have that
Which can save that
World that
They live in. They are waiting for that,
A feeling of worthiness that
Saves lives and spares futures, that
In turn colors that
Life of worth that
Everyone strives for. That
To strive for is to listen to that
Which needs to be said. That
Word spoken, that
Ear listening, that
Understanding is that
Which creates that
Survivor of that
World that
Is continuously becoming that
Place where that
Devil devours that
Good light.

That
You could be that
Survivor; that
You can change that
Your fate and that
Everyone's fate is that
Thread hanging from the ceiling that
Is about to snap, that
Others have that
Influence that
Ultimately decides if that
Thread will snap or not is that
Which is most believable. That
You could be the survivor is believable. That
Which is believable will always have that
Opposition and challenge. That
Is the way it is.

It would be so nice
If we just say it all
Say it all
Hemorrhage of words
Emotional plight
Just say it all
Say it all
We don’t have to say goodbye tonight
I swear if I don’t make it back
I’ll be alright
I’ll be in that wind
I’ll be in that song
Just please remember
To say it all
Say everything I use too
Never leave one word out
Never ever censor yourself
Feel ashamed or doubt
Say it all
Tell them all they have a reason
There's a reason tonight
Tell them all they’re accepted
They don’t have to fight
Don’t ever cry
There’s no reason for tears
Just smile for every, hug, every memory
And every year
And say it all
Without reserve, without fear
Don’t leave a word out
Because without a doubt
Wherever I am
I'm much happier now