They?ll give us something; they?ll give us so much to forget
Or enough rope to deal with it
With pencil and knife you heard your love again
You wrestled your nightmares, the sweat in your bed sheets

This is all of it; this is everything I?m wanting to forget
When winter sets in, it has a way of crystallizing the bad times
The fevers, the heart aches
This is all of it; this is everyone I?m wanting to forgive

They?ll give us something; they?ll give us so much to forget
Or enough rope to deal with it
With pencil and knife you heard your love again
You wrestled your nightmares, the sweat in your bed sheets
This is all of it; this is everything I?m wanting to forget