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Pulled both ways, but still suspended
The worst of each, reduced and blended
Still suspended, suspended
I thought I was stuck between two worlds
Because I was not willing to let go
Recklessly pulled both ways
But somehow still suspended
The worst of each, reduced and blended
But as life unfolded, I realized
The momentum to drift from side to side
Came from within, came from inside
I feel torn between two hearts dying, but I'll trade them in for one
Broken and exposed, collapsing, so why would I hold on?
One heart turned black, the other blue and bruised
Arms breaking, arms breaking from the dreams
Dreams shattered, the dreams that I can't reach
There has to be, there has to be a choice I have not seen
I feel torn between two hearts dying, but I'll trade them in for one
Broken and exposed, collapsing, so why would I hold on?
I feel torn between two hearts dying, but I'll trade them in for one
One darkened over time burning away the shame
Erasing hidden insights I did not want to be seen
The other was beaten from being exposed
So it hurt less to never hold it close
I feel torn between two hearts dying, but I'll trade them in for one
Broken and exposed, collapsing, so why would I hold on?
I feel torn between two hearts dying, but I'll trade them in for one
So why would I hold on? I'll trade them in for one
Neither heart had power to fill my veins
Or be the source of who I want to be
Pulled both ways, but still suspended
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