After a while I just followed Where my feet trod Past the statue of God In the courtyard Well I was blacked and blued You were the prelude To the story That I wept to I was a lightning rod I drew the fire to myself I could've been someone else But I liked you We became a train wreck You were the bad check That I tried to pass When I was senseless I can feel it Creeping up And I am on the cusp Oh of something big And I can't Keep on covering it On the off chance That I see you Will you see me? Will you hold me? Or will you curse me? Will you do anything For the honor of the memory That I meant anything to you?