Lyrics

How many roads have I chosen? How many bags can I really put down? How many oceans must I dive into Before I drown Before I can be king of my conscience Before I wear the crown so I won't forget How many swords must go through my heart Before I let the sweet love in? There are many ways to be careless Stories that we tell And even when they are lies we hold them Like they're fragile So afraid to break the spell I want to break the spell How many fires must I walk through? How many matches I burned through them all? Somewhere down the line I can blame somebody But right now, I'm the only one taking the fall There are many ways to be careless Stories that we tell And even when they are lies we hold them Like they're fragile So afraid to break the spell I want to break the spell