| It's hard to tell if my eyes are open | |
| When all I see is dark | |
| And it's easy, it's easy to lose my step | |
| To lose my step | |
| There is no fight left on the inside | |
| But maybe that's where | |
| I should be | |
| I've given up trying | |
| I'm giving it all to you | |
| And I used to dream of a life so lovely | |
| There'd be no room for tears | |
| Now letting go, yeah | |
| Letting go is the hardest part | |
| It's the hardest part | |
| There is no fight left on the inside | |
| But maybe that's where | |
| I should be | |
| I've given up trying | |
| I'm giving it all to you | |
| Ohhh... There is no place | |
| I can go Where you don't already know | |
| How to reach right down and pull me out | |
| I need you, | |
| I need you, | |
| I need you | |
| There is no fight left on the inside | |
| But maybe that's where | |
| I should be | |
| I've given up trying | |
| I'm giving it all... | |
| There is no fight left on the inside | |
| But maybe that's where | |
| I should be | |
| I've given up trying | |
| I'm giving it all, yeah | |
| I've given up trying | |
| I'm giving it all, yeah | |
| I've given up trying | |
| I'm giving it all to you |