This bed of nails,
Which way should I rest my head
I'll say a prayer,
Hoping someone hears
There's a hydroplane
Waiting behind these eyes
I could find a way to hold your smile
But I think I'll let go
I'm living over and over,
Not stayin' here divided I've drawn my own line
I've talked my way out of the lie,
I'm finding it's not a weakness, it's forgiving myself
It's a game, I've learned, to quiet the sounding shame
To quicken the guilt I feel when it's calling my name
Should I say I'm sorry love, or call up a couple friends?
Or spend those hours, like I'll never have them again?
I'm living over and over,
Not stayin' here divided I've drawn my own line
I've talked my way out of the lie,
I'm finding it's not a weakness, it's forgiving myself
It's not a weakness, it's forgiving myself

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