Tourniquet - Owen

If you give me this battle, I’ll give you the war

I’m tired of being someone’s

I’m tired of keeping score

This tourniquet hasn’t stopped the bleeding yet

If you give me this battle

I’ll pretend like there isn’t a lifetime

Of bitterness inside of me

An ugliness I hide from you

So give me that goddamn bottle

And then leave me alone

This tourniquet hasn’t stopped the bleeding yet

I fear that I might lose a limb

Or a wife

Or whatever’s left inside

This tourniquet hasn’t stopped the bleeding yet

I fear that I might bleed out