Bombers

This is the deepest cut I
Think I have ever felt
These are the things I think, but I will never tell
Im trying to walk these bridges
Burnin beneath my feet
I am an echo; I am heard, but never seen
These are your hearts
Like bombs, theyre coming down
Theyre falling on me now
And this, my last time
Got one thing left to prove
Theres a bomber in me, too
This is a mirror image
Of everything Im not
Always reflecting what Ive learned, but was not taught
If I could make things different
If I could press Restart
Then I would hold back every breath that went too far
(Breath that went too far)
These are your hearts
Like bombs, theyre coming down
Theyre falling on me now
And this, my last time
Got one thing left to prove
Theres a bomber in me, too
Sometimes I feel like I am working in the dark
Collecting names
Collecting all abandoned hearts
And if youre one that I have missed along the way
Then Im rehearsing all the things Id like to say
This isnt easy for me
This isnt easy
These are your hearts
Like bombs, theyre coming down
Theyre falling on me now
And this, my last time
Got one thing left to prove
Theres a bomber in me, too
These are your hearts
Like bombs, theyre coming down
Theyre falling on me now
And this, my last time
Got one thing left to prove
Theres a bomber in me, too