Texty: John Schrader. From Discontent. Love Song # 9.

My Time to steal it .. It's my time to feel it
'Cause it may never come this way again
Six months in the making .. It's all mine for the taking
But I'll never feel that way again
I stood and bled on the sidewalk .. for you it seemed like a cakewalk
Now the salt from your tears just gets in my way

LIFT:
Now you want me to feel it
You're hoping that I can heal it just once more

CHORUS:
Roll it around in your mouth and tell me what it tastes like
Stick your foot inside and tell if it fits right
Tell me how does it feel to swim where I was sinking
Now you feel just what I was thinking

So there you sit feeling badly .. you even cry so sadly
Why don't you cry for the shit that you put me through
Now sit in the life you created .. Stare at the world you decorated
If it tastes bitter, it's because of you

BRIDGE:
You just stood there with a blank stare
I said I wish you well but I meant go to hell