Some Sort of Grace
Do you wish that I'd let you bleed?
Like I wish that you'd let me leave
When I was strong enough to
Well, I gave all my power away and I blame you a little
But we both made mistakes and I'm trying to stay out of the middle
'Cause it's hard, is that some sort of grace?
That there's no room to dictate the pace
That we're moving along
You feel trapped by my sensitive ways and you blame me a little
But we both made mistakes and we're doing as much as we're able
That's the residue pale on your arm
My name carved in the shape of your scars
Burnished silver with age
'Cause we've got no control anyway and it's past sell by date
And we've chosen to do it this way and there's still love
And that's enough, that's enough, that's enough, that's enough grace
'Cause there's still love and that's enough, that's enough, that's enough grace
