prized

I'll draw the curtains and let the light pour in

As your staring up at me

Cause I'm certain of the stranger stare

When it's forced to then repeat

It's no surprise that you can't get it right

Or have the strength inside to let it be

Just keep your chin up, my prize fighter cause

I swear to God that this is not what's gonna fill your memory

You're only here for a couple years and you will never know the way I know you

Its the cold side, half empty bed on the last night or the first