The Tower

I forgot the sound of your voice in the days since I've gone deaf

And I told you that I'd respect your choice so I'll let you save your breath

And every day that I needed you, since you've been set free

Are the very same days that you outgrew ever needing me

So by now I think it's too late to tell you what you really mean

Every promise that we break became a desperate plea

Would you be there to keep me safe?

Would you hold the ground with me?

Or did you only keep me at arms length so you could watch me bleed?

Tell me, what does it feel like to rule?