Trophies

Take your time when you figure it out
I am still here
I am your answer to prayer
Am I not what you wanted?

You can still wear your favorite clothes
It still means the same thing to me
That it did back then
It means everything

The way of all flesh
No, I won't let this happen to us
A handful of trophies
A handful of trophies
To those who learn love

Take your time when you're working it out
In your head
On the bed, where you hardly move
In the afternoon

There's no way to undo what you did
There's no way to un-live what you lived
There's just consequence
There's always a glove that fits

The way of all flesh
I won't let this happen to us
A handful of trophies
A handful of trophies
For those who learn love
For those who learn love
For those who learn love



Credits
Writer(s): David Edward Bozeman, Matt E Hinton, Christopher Foley, Glenn James Black Jr., James Alexander Bozeman Ii
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