Sunk
Matthew Ryan
When you were tired and so unsure
Of all the things you wanted for
When your head was like a ditch
Full of junk and regret
I used to think that nothing lasts
But I was wrong 'cause some things last
Like the ache of watching you
Of letting you sink to sunk
When the past has crawled so high
That you've forgotten how you would try
To be the taste on my tongue
Long after you had gone
I used to think that nothing lasts
But I was wrong 'cause some things last
Like the ache of watching you
Of letting you sink to sunk
An iron swing, an empty cage
An orange sky, the room's in flames
I'll leave my words where you can see
Should you decide you need me
Should you decide you need me