It’s probably what’s best for you
I only want the best for you
And if I’m not the best,
Then you’re stuck
I try to savertise and I,
Ended up with wounds to bind
Like you’re pouring salt in my cuts
And I just ran out of band-aids
I don’t even know where to start
‘Cause you can’t bandage the damage,
You never really can fix a heart
Even though I know what’s wrong,
How can I be so sure
If you never say what you feel, feel
I must have held your hand so tight,
You didn’t have the will to fight
I guess you needed more time to heal
Baby I just ran out of band-aids
I don’t even know where to start
‘Cause you can’t bandage the damage
You never really can fix a heart




