I Live On What's Left

Broke in my hand

This was never the plan

But I guess since it's here

I'll stay strong where I stand

I'm falling apart

My name used to be grace

But now if you call me

Just call me misplaced

I feel with my core

No more with my hands

I see through a blindness

You don't understand

I reach for the quiet...I live on what's left

You can't take it back

The life that you've led

But I've spread myself thin here

Spread myself on the bed

(Almost spread myself dead)

I reach for the quiet...I live on what's left

It's out of my hands

This was never my plan

But I guess since it's here

I'll stay strong where I stand

I reach for the quiet...I live on what's left