I said there's nothing to talk about I said there's nothing left I said I didn't believe you That I'd rather be done with this And go back to bed I thought I had proven my valour But there's always something in the way Now these wounds are salty and sweet And my forcefield is flickering You said it's typical of me You said I shouldn't have gone These shields and daggers Don't keep us safe any more Will you take me more seriously? I thought I had proven my valour But there's always something in the way Now these wounds are salty and sweet And my forcefield is flickering