Can the strings of this beaten up guitar still make beautiful music?
Will my heart wither away over time, or will I still want to do this?
Can a man take some space and still come back to the woman he loves?
Or will I spend my time, wasted, chasing, but never getting caught up?

Can the winds still move this ship along the seas?
Will you waste my time with this love, just to find someone better than me?
Yes, this body of mine is covered in scars
and they tell a story more tragic than a night sky without stars

But these legs still stand
and these arms can still hold you tight
So if you need me to battle then I'm ready for a fight

Oh, where did you go?
I've fallen down hard
and you left when I needed you most

Oh, why do I stay?
When I don't know if you still love me the same way?

And yes, I think I adore you more than I ever did before
Enough to rip the heart out of my chest and leave it beating on the hardwood floor
So put me in the front line of a thousand wars
Go ahead and leave me battered, bloodied, and torn
Drown me in the waters of your favourite shore
But if we ever say goodbye, please, don't kiss me when you walk out the door