I
I don't know
You anymore
And
I
I can't be there
Like before
I
I have let myself
Down
To save you
Beautiful you
Too many times
Now I must let
You
Beautiful you
Drown
You
So far
Above me
Sunk now
To my level
Falling apart
I cannot gather
The fragments
Of your
Beaufitul heart
I
I am not
Your savior
Just as you
Beautiful you
Are not
Mine
Do not
Reach out
To me
My hand has been
Withdrawn
This is for
Your own good
Stop calling
Out to me
Turn around
Face
The mirror
I am as weak
As you'll never be
Is your answer truly unclear?
You
Beautiful you
You are your
Savior
So do it
Reach out
To you
Beautiful you
And
Stop calling
Out to me
I can't be your crutch
My fix is only
Temporary
Relief
Catch yourself
My arms are tired
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