Knees

I tried to climb the latter
Of the bruised and of the battered
Of the loved one that I should have left behind
I’ll tell you what you want to hear
Knowing that there’s more but it’s unclear
Of the phrases that are left undefined
It gets hard
It gets hard
To do what’s right
I don’t want to love you, but I do
I don’t want to need you, cut you loose
I don’t want you when you’re down on your knees
I don’t want you when you’re hard to please
Don’t tell me what I want to hear
I’m tired of the stream of tears
You love to beg on borrowed thoughts of mine
(Love to beg, love to beg, love to beg)
I tried to open up the door
But you take and you take and you just want more
I slam it in your face, a last goodbye
It gets hard
It gets hard
To do what’s right
I don’t want to love you, but I do
I don’t want to need you, cut you loose
I don’t want you when you’re down on your knees
I don’t want you when you’re hard to please
I’m wishing I could erase you
I’m wishing I could replace you
I don’t want to love you, but I do
I don’t want to need you, cut you loose
I don’t want you when you’re down on your knees
I don’t want you when you’re hard to please
I don’t want to love you, but I do
I don’t want to need you, cut you loose
I’m wishing I could erase you