I'll build you back up.

I think
that behind all the beer cans,
and empty bottles,
we'll still be able to pick up where we left off.
I think we'll still be able to laugh and joke like we used to.

I think the alcohol will help,
but i think we can do it.


It's been so long since we've seen eachother,
but i'm almost afraid to see you.
I'm almost afraid to see what he's done to you.
I'm afraid you won't be the person i said goodbye to so many months ago.
I'm afraid you won't still be the crazy girl i once spent so much time with.
I'm afraid i've lost you.
But i'm not afraid to fight for you.


I want it back the way it used to be.
I can see the way he's broken you down,
i can hear it in your voice when we talk on the phone.
I can see it in your photos.

He broke you down,
like a tower of cards,
like a fucking car crash.
He broke you down,
like a torn picture,
like a broken mirror.
A piece of your there, a piece of you here.
He scattered you,
like you didn't ever matter to anyone else.

He broke you down,
but he's not expecting me to come in,
and build you back up.
Build you back up to how you used to be.


I'm not letting this slide.
I know you want it, and need it.
I know it hurts you.

I'll go to the ends of the earth for you...
just so i can see you truly happy again