Sad Savior

Skin against skin covering bone,
the body you're in is aggressively slim.
Yeah, you earned the clothes you put on it
(to) cover up where you've been.
But leave those scars at home,
let them slide down the length
of your spine, cross your knees
and down to your feet.
They slow our momentum each time
you're reminded they're there.

You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymore.
You don't have to pretend to be important anymore.

That brutal youth, exhumed and removed
entombed in a box cached across your room.
It slows our momentum each time
I'm reminded it's there.
Your anxious tongue spills cautious words
its gotten so used to being misunderstood.
You do your best to control it
remind yourself that you care.

You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymore.
You don't have to pretend to be important anymore.

Hey sad savior,
You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymore.

"Never, not ever again!"
Is what you swore the last time this happened.
"Never, not ever again"
Are you gonna settle for those bastards?
Never, not ever again.
Never, no never.
"Never not ever again!" is what you swore.


You don't have to pretend to be an orphan anymore.
You don't have to pretend to be important anymore.

So hey, sad savior.
You don't have to pretend to be important anymore.