Why do I try to explain myself to you?
Do I make every excuse?
For the wretched things I do
Why do I live like your love is conditional?
Does it change as I rise and fall?
No that's not your love at all
Why do I keep making all the same mistakes?
Is forgiveness just a second take?
Will this cycle ever break?
And why do I feel like you're father away from me?
Like my grip on you is getting weak?
Oh my hands they feel so weak
But it's your grip on me
Not my grip on you
You will not let go no matter what I do