Move On (Devour The Day)

I will never reason with myself in your defense Or try to see your twisted point of view The judge and the jury already let the gavel fall Court is out, there’s nothing I can do And it is not a question of belief on your behalf I think it is your word that bleeds the doubt And like a wound that never feels, infected from within I won’t survive if I don’t bleed you out You wear me out and hold me back I don’t want to be tied down I’m not done fighting yet I know I’ve gotta move on, move on No, I’m not done fighting yet Cable cords and metaphors can’t make a person care The intervention I was praying for Regardless of some clever words I write in my despair I notice you’re not listening anymore You wear me out and hold me back I don’t want to be tied down I’m not done fighting yet I know I’ve gotta move on, move on No, I’m not done fighting yet I won’t let myself forget The fucked up things we did You wear me out and hold me back I don’t want to live that way And I don’t want to be like that I know I’ve gotta move on, move on No, I’m not done fighting yet No, I’m done fighting I’m not done fighting yet