It's something cold like what I stuck around to fight throughAnd it gets feeling tougher every dayI feel like everybody likes to run their mouth butcan't decide on what it is they're tryin' to sayThere's nothing wrong with hearing voicesEven when they're in your dreamsAnd if you'd listen in tomorrow could be better than it seemsI used to think I couldn't even count my blessingsBut now I know they're few and far betweenAnd when I look at my reflection in the mirrorI can see some man I've never even seenThe wasted life I left behind meWas just a war I couldn't winI'm the devil's guest of honor that's the best it's ever beenLittle said is soonest mendedWithout a wing a word could fly a 1,000 milesI'd rather be abandoned or aloneJust so I could lend my secrets to the windI know a man whose pain is heavy like an anchorand it drags him to the bottom of the seaHis cloudy eyes are often lost behind a daydreamOr frozen in some broken memoryI've never heard him speak about what happenedHe'll never say what laid him lowThere are secrets that we carry that are ours to bare aloneYou said a love that's kept in secret dies in darknessAnd a soul needs to confess to be set freeSo I'm lifting back the cover of my heart, dearAnd hoping that you'll do the same for meIt's not too pretty, but it's openIt's the only way I know to tell you trueI'd walk the world alone before I'd ever walk away from youLittle said is soonest mendedWithout a wing a word could fly a 1,000 milesI'd rather be abandoned or aloneJust so I could lend my secrets to the windIf you can link your value to your wallet or a key chainOr a locked wrought iron fence around your yardLiving check to check, a skinny tie around your neckOn stolen time and borrowed numbers off a cardYou blink and life is left behind youThere's no escape, that's just a factWe're all a dollar short andevery one of us is running out of trackLittle said is soonest mendedWithout a wing a word could fly a 1,000 milesI'd rather be abandoned or aloneJust so I could lend my secrets to the windLittle said is soonest mendedWithout a wing a word could fly a 1,000 milesI'd rather be abandoned or aloneJust so I could lend my secrets to the wind
