[Intro]
I never expected to win in this way

[Chorus]
Wipe off the salt streaks the tears left in their wake
I never expected to win in this way (In this way)
An angel has died here, alone on this day
And I was the one sent to clip down her wings
(Clip down her wings)

[Verse]
Perception has cursed me to soak up all blame
Just tell me it's your fault and I'll be okay (And I'll be okay)
'Cause I'd rip my clothes off to show you my frame
As you pick your weapons to scar up my veins
For this flesh is old and sick with shame
It holds my guilt at bay
Freed by your blade
And I think of home and how it's changed
My soul has done the same
It's soaked in my shame (In my shame)

[Chorus]
Wipe off the salt streaks the tears left in their wake
I never expected to win in this way (In this way)
An angel has died here, alone on this day
And I was the one sent to clip down her wings
(Clip down her wings)