if you give me this battle ill give you the war im tired of being someones im tired of keeping score this tourniquet hasnt stopped the bleeding yet if you give me this battle ill pretend like there isnt a lifetime of bitterness inside of me an ugliness i hide from you so give me that goddamn bottle and then leave me alone this tourniquet hasnt stopped the bleeding yet i fear that i might lose a limb or a wife or whatevers left inside this tourniquet hasnt stopped the bleeding yet i fear that i might bleed out