Willingly
He is stagnant. He is small
Insipid, insecurity
Stands on someone to make him tall
He cant do that himself, you see
He sees you with your lack of grace
Dont know youre power know your place
And still the blood and tears are shed
And you shed them willingly.
Maybe is a nice guy
But he just cant show his love
You say that as he puts down everything
Youve ever done
You bow down to his awful words
One sided tales, self pity
And still the blood and tears are shead
And you shed them willingly.
I dont think youre beautiful
And I dont think its right
To carry his weight on your back
His battles you will fight.
This world will be an ugly place
Till every body pulls his weight
But still the blood and tears are shead
And you shed them willingly.