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Concedido

The Starting Line

Granted

I can't turn on the waterworks
Because they won't turn off
Trying not to make the same mistakes
And be a better man than I was

There could never be another one
I've never said it out loud
It's never easy to talk about
Large part of the love that I was

Handed
Hanging
By a thread
I can't help
I don't want to take you for granted

Could happen to anyone
Really been taking it hard
I tried to get out in front of it
Was no stopping the weight that back-swung

And it could happen to anyone
I've had it happen too much
When I was facing the brunt of it
Took stock of the love that I was

Handed
Hanging
By a thread
I can't help
I don't want to take you for granted
Granted
Granted
Granted
Now, I don't want to take you for

Well, I've never felt that weight before
Doubt I could again
And then another round came crashing down
Doubt I could have planned this out
I wept
Nervously broke down
I admit
Distress
My mind was spinning out
Anguish
That I slept off
What I could bare
In mind
That weight
Kept sinking

No, I don't want to take you for
Granted
Granted
Granted
Granted
Granted
Granted
Granted
No, I don't want to take you for granted

Concedido

No puedo hacer que las lágrimas fluyan
Porque no se detendrán
Intentando no cometer los mismos errores
Y ser un mejor hombre de lo que fui

Nunca podría haber otro igual
Nunca lo he dicho en voz alta
Nunca es fácil hablar de esto
Gran parte del amor que fui

Entregado
Colgando
De un hilo
No puedo evitarlo
No quiero darte por sentado

Podría pasarle a cualquiera
Realmente me ha afectado
Intenté anticiparme a ello
No había forma de detener el peso que regresaba

Y podría pasarle a cualquiera
Me ha pasado demasiadas veces
Cuando enfrentaba lo peor de esto
Hice un balance del amor que fui

Entregado
Colgando
De un hilo
No puedo evitarlo
No quiero darte por sentado
Concedido
Concedido
Concedido
Ahora, no quiero darte por

Bueno, nunca he sentido ese peso antes
Dudo que pueda volver a sentirlo
Y luego otra ronda vino estrellándose
Dudo que pudiera haberlo planeado
Lloré
Nerviosamente me desmoroné
Lo admito
Angustia
Mi mente estaba dando vueltas
Angustia
Que dormí
Lo que podía soportar
En mente
Ese peso
Siguió hundiéndose

No, no quiero darte por
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No, no quiero darte por sentado

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