Imperfections

Tell me who you are
Miss jaded
Decisions never made
Consequences never faced
Things that I alone would dare to know

Words in boxes
Covered bruises

Shrouded away
With nothing to say
Lost in the fray

She's gonna go for the fall
She's gonna force me to call
I hope to God it's worth it
O whatcha think a lover is to do
Your indecisions make-up ways to keep me staying
I guess you're half less worse than the consequences
But all the way you're

Shrouded away
With nothing to say
Lost in the fray