I'll Tell You Flat Out

You're letting me sit on your shoulders because you love me. You won't let me go because you love me. At first, I'm holding on too. There is no way in the world that I'm willing to compromise this relationship, this immense trust that we've built for one another. But then I get comfortable, so comfortable that I could call it bored.. and I let go. You, you are faithful, you hold on with an unshakable grip. I fall backwards, and the blood rushes to my head. All is coated in a vision of crimson, but your hands, they never let go. The struggle runs deeper as I am dragged through the mud. I am unaware of this destruction and how it could be, how it would be if I had never met you. Because you're permanent. Once I pledge my life to you, there's no turning back, it will never be the same.