I know it's not been easy on you. My love, this won't be easy for me.
What becomes of a good man, when he breaks- when he no longer bends?
What becomes of a good man, when his circle is severed again? And again. And again.
I know it's not been easy on you. My love, this won't be easy for me. .
What becomes of a good man, when he breaks- when he no longer bends?
What becomes of a good man, when his circle is severed again? And again. And again.
All that's left is what hasn't been said, and a man that will die with regrets.
Are you there? Are you there? Are you there?
All that's left is what she couldn't say, as she presses her lips to his grave.
Are you there? Are you there? Are you there?