That day was so cold
My breath was thicker than the smoke
The snow mixed with the salt
Serpentine on the asphalt
All I have is this cloudy view
Of the naked trees and the grey afternoon
Anticipation keeps my nerves on fire
Stiff knees, lips cracked dry
Complexion of a ghost
Meets salty tears and puffy eyes
I cried and I don’t know why
And just in case you wanna leave
It’s ok, it’s ok
And just in case you don’t believe me
It’s ok, it’s ok
The words she chose to use
Slipped right through the armor protecting you
The pain distorts your face
Love never had such a bitter taste
Twenty years this fight’s been raging on
With nothing lost and nothing won
I can’t believe the things I’ve heard
Before the night’s even begun
And just in case you wanna leave
It’s ok, it’s ok
And just in case you don’t believe me
It’s ok, it’s ok
And just in case you can’t bear witness to my life
And just in case you want the easy way tonight
I sit alone paralyzed by fear
Like a child whose parent’s fights he can hear
Just waiting for morning to reappear
So we can disappear
Now the space in-between
Starts to bust at the seams
And you’re drifting away
And all that you can say is
Just in case you wanna leave
It’s ok, it’s ok
And just in case you don’t believe me
It’s ok, it’s ok
And just in case you can’t bear witness to my life
And just in case you want the easy way tonight
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