Chorus
I don't think you know what this is like
To have your love pinned to my life
Like something I can't hold onto,
And I cannot leave behind
And I don't know if you're just not afraid
of anything in this whole world
Maybe you have never held nothing in your hands...
Oh Heaven help me when I think I'm not enough here
And Heaven help me, when I think I am
Chorus
Well I miss where I used to live
But that don't really feel like home no more
I miss my one good friend...
He understood why I had to leave
But I've met girls in this town
who just like boys and their guitars
And I slept with a few of them
It was a strange way to grieve.
Chorus
Will you save the proud ones
Who never really struggle with what they believe?
Will you save the rest of us,
who know all too well we are not worthy?
Will you save the girls in this town?
Will you save the boys and their guitars?
They want to sing to everyone.
It's a strange thing to need...
It's a strange way to grieve... It's all a strange way to grieve.
Chorus
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