Artist: big red machine
Suggested Track: Renegade

Lyrics
I tapped on your window on your darkest night
The shape of you was jagged and weak
There was nowhere for me to stay
But I stayed anyway
And if I would've known
How many pieces you had crumbled into
I might've let them lay

Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?
And let all your damage damage me
And carry your baggage up my street
And make me your future history
It's time, you've come a long way
Open the blinds, let me see your face
You wouldn't be the first renegade
To need somebody

Is it insensitive for me to say
Get your shit together?
So I can love you
Is it really your anxiety
That stops you from giving me everything?
Or do you just not want to?

I tapped on your window on your darkest night
The shape of you was jagged and weak
There was nowhere for me to stay
But I stayed anyway
You fire off missiles 'cause you hate yourself
But do you know you're demolishing me?
And then you squeeze my hand as I'm about to leave

Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?
Let all your damage damage me
And carry your baggage up my street
And make me your future history
It's time, you've come a long way
Open the blinds, let me see your face
You wouldn't be the first renegade
To need somebody

Is it insensitive for me to say
Get your shit together?
So I can love you
Is it really your anxiety
That stops you from giving me everything?
Or do you just not want to?

And if I would've known
How sharp the pieces were you'd crumbled into
I might've let them lay

Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?
And let all your damage damage me
And carry your baggage up my street
And make me your future history
It's time, you've come a long way
Open the blinds, let me see your face
You wouldn't be the first renegade
To need somebody

To need somebody
To need somebody
To need somebody
To need somebody

(Are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?)
Is it insensitive for me to say (let all your damage damage me)
Get your shit together (carry your baggage up my street)
So I can love you? (And make me your future history)
(It's time, you've come a long way) is it really your anxiety
(Open the blinds, let me see your face) that stops you from giving me everything
(You wouldn't be the first renegade to need somebody)
Or do you just not want to?