Are you scared this sounds familiar?
What if everybody knew the very trials and temptations
That we put ourselves through?
Now i am no angel but i got nothing to hide
Can you say the same thing for yourself tonight?
What can i keep for myself if i tell you my hell?
What would be left to take to my grave?
And what's left for you, my lover to save?
What's left for only you to take?
If i put too much blood on the page
If i put too much blood on the page
And if i just tell the truth are there only lies left for you
If i put too much love on the page?
Now as my eternal witness to the pride and the shame