Texty: Armor for Sleep. My Saving Grace.

Am I a toy to you with strings around my fingers
For you to pull and watch as I collapsed when you want?
The coldest night to me is a switch that you control
Tip toe around your words just to calm you down again

There?s too many people that we both love
And too many secrets I don?t wanna know

You?re still chasing him
My saving grace is saving face, lost on the back burner
Good for, good for you
My saving grace is saving face, I just sit and wait

There?s always just enough of you to pull me back
But I can see your eyes drifting past what you have
I?m flagging down a ship when it?s on its way to sea
The horn is blaring out but I just don?t want to leave

I never left you in a sandstorm
I never left you for a second at all

You?re still chasing him
My saving grace is saving face, lost on the back burner
Good for, good for you
My saving grace is saving face, I just sit and wait

I thought you were an angel
I guess you were a vulture
Either way spread your wings and just fly away

I thought you were an angel
I guess you were a vulture
Either way spread your wings and just fly away

You?re still chasing him
My saving grace is saving face, lost on the back burner
Good for, good for you
My saving grace is saving face, I just sit and wait

Spread your wings and fly away
(I just sit and wait)
Spread your wings and fly away
(I just sit and wait)
Spread your wings and fly away
Spread your wings and fly away