Venom

I've always been the strong one, the fixer, the one everyone leans on. This is me finally asking for help: put your mouth on the wound and draw the poison out. I'd never asked anyone for that before. And yes, there's a second reading. There usually is.

I've been the king, I've been the god, I've been the steady hand
I've been the architect of every single, broken plan
I've been the lighthouse in the storm, the anchor in the sea
I've been the one who's always strong, for everyone but me
And now the ship is going down, the fire's in my soul
And I am losing all the parts of me I can't control

So put your mouth on me, my love, and suck the venom out
This is the one and only prayer that I can scream about
I don't need grace, I don't need hope, I don't need your belief
I just need a single, simple, and profound relief
So put your lips upon the wound, the place it hurts the most
And be the one and only thing that saves me from my ghost
Just suck the venom out of me, and prove that you are here
And make the world, for one damn second, disappear

I've been the doctor, been the priest, I've been the one who's sane
I've been the one who calculates the profit and the pain
I've been the one who knows the words, who knows the spell to cast
To build a future that will work, a love that's meant to last
But all my magic's turned to dust, my prophecies are lies
And all I see is the disgust in my own, tired eyes

I've been the lighthouse
I've been the light
I'm so tired of the fight
I need a lighthouse, too
I need you
I need you

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