words and music by paula mcmath

alive with my demons tonight
on the face of my own rocks
I’ve been walkin’ through your mine field
and I’m about to drop
I throw my hands up and scream at the sky
it was easier when all I knew about you was a lie

I fell for you tickled by your glance
your kiss the thorny bait
the hook buried in the dance
I threw my arms around you with the abandon of youth
and discovered that the hardest thing to know is the truth

and it’s not as warm in your arms as it used to be
no, it’s not as warm in your arms as it used to be

alive with my demons tonight
on the face of my own rocks
I was thinkin’ I might jump
but something made me stop
I throw myself at your feet
while my heart like a hammer pounds
as I realize you haven’t even tried
to talk me down

and the funny thing is I don’t need your shoulder anymore
yeah, the funny thing is I don’t need your shoulder anymore