Attitude

''Waarom haalde je elke keer mijn hoofd omlaag?''
''Elke keer wanneer het goed ging''
''Of wanneer ik het leuk had''
''Was er altijd die blik van jou''
''Ik weet niet of ik die blik ooit...''
''Ik weet het niet''

Back when I asked
If I turn to a mess, would you catch breath, and get me where I belong?
Looking back you weren't the best of hands to get me back on track
You kept it for yourself

We'd get home off another day
Lay on the couch, no worries would stay
But then one wrong thing to be said would turn your attitude again
You'd go throwing those punches my way
Back then I wouldn't know what to say
But after that fit was done and through, you'd know I'd still do everything for you

And I asked
When I turn to a mess, would you calm my chest?
I guess I've never known the way, the way you held it down
You always watched me drown
You let it fill my lungs

Manipulation was your way of life
Worked on everyone next in line
Though when they'd get the hang of it all, they wouldn't stay around for too long
Back with me, fit after fit
You'd twist your words so you wouldn't miss
I cared too much to let you go
Although I knew I was the price of it all

And I asked
When I turn to a mess, would you calm my chest?
I guess I've never known the way, the way you held it down
Far too long you watched me drown
It overflowed my lungs

There has never been a middle road
All you did was watch me go
I've been going on with things I know
While you don't care about that though
You're just there within your mind
Thinking of things to take what's mine
I dare you to look back and still be proud
When I was the sun, you were my cloud

Way back then, you turned me to a mess
You were keeping my last breath
I guess only now I know
Oh I know, the stares you've thrown my way
Back then I hoped that you would stay
And let my breath slip away