Of Confidence

Oh God, my mind is such a mess, but there's these things I got to do. You were my friend, but now you're taking off your clothes. I tried to look, but closed my eyes. I took a breath and made you mine. You had your arms all tangled up in the moon.

So, where's my hope in all of this? I guess it never did exist. I wrote those songs, and took them all to heart. You know I'm proud of what we did. I left you naked and apart, with your thoughts all laid out in your room.

Melanie Hendricks
John O'Callaghan