Last In First Out - Caldwell

Now you’re in the fire, I know not what’s to become of you

And I may be a liar, but what was I to do

You’ve brought me more than you’ll ever know and

Watching you have to go Has been the hardest thing to contemplate

Forming the best days of my life

Why would I kill you with my strife

Life’s too short to wonder why

Sometimes it’s the only thing that helps me sleep at night.

Blurring the vision were tears in my eyes

From the psychological fights in my mind

Beating me down like a fist was the thought of giving up Which seemed impossible until that point

Was impossible until that point.