Delicate

some of us are warriors
and some are diplomats
some of us spend all our time
trying to make everyone else laugh
and some of us are unforgiving
life has made us harsh, unyielding
with sad faces twisted into wrath

but we're all strangely delicate,
fighting wars but crumbling
underneath our guilt
we're all strangely delicate,
we have no weapons or defense
against any of this

and some of us got tired of trying
easier to just start lying
so we found ourselves alone
without our better halves
and knees got skinned, we started crying
started contemplating dying
and stopped running, halfway down the path

but we're all strangely delicate,
breaking hearts and crumbling
underneath the guilt
we're all strangely delicate,
punching walls and wondering
how the hell we got into this

and all the things you can't get done
and all the things you can't undo
cause you shame...
shame shame shame shame shame
it's such a shame that we're
always assigning blame when we're all...

strangely delicate, fighting wars but crumbling underneath the guilt
we're all strangely delicate, we have no weapons or defense against any of this