For What Its Worth

I hope a thorn bush catches my skin
And tears me open
For the world to see
And then maybe you could see
Because you need security
But you still run away

There's no red exit sign above our souls
Killing such an idol only shows
There's no one to drag away our bodies in time
Two lovers lay dead in their prime

I hope a thorn bush cuts you up and you can bleed
All over this town and drench everyone with guilt
(And now its on you)
But you still run away

The next time I ignore you I wont forget
The more I run the closer you will get
You cant change the errors you cant see
Its been wasted

If this is drawn out then you should see the sky
That I drew under the blink of an eye
When you broke the hearts of those who knew
What it was to be wasted