I couldn't help you today,
I didn't even have the right words to say,
and when you needed my help most I said, "sorry, what can I do?"
When you were cut down and bleeding, the only words you would be receiving were
"well I'm sorry darling, I love you"
and so now you're stuck to solitude, and when I wanted to help you most, I got stuck
and all my wisdom and love were held back,
so now those words that tore you down, are stewing, and brewing and rotting your lovely core.
and I love that core, who you are and I hate to see you torn so far down.
I just want to fix you.