I said there's nothing to talk about
I said there's nothing left
I said I didn't believe you
That I'd rather be done with this
And go back to bed

I thought I had proven my valour
But there's always something in the way
Now these wounds are salty and sweet
And my forcefield is flickering

You said it's typical of me
You said I shouldn't have gone
These shields and daggers
Don't keep us safe any more
Will you take me more seriously?

I thought I had proven my valour
But there's always something in the way
Now these wounds are salty and sweet
And my forcefield is flickering