He built me up so high
That when he left
I hit every branch on the way down
Nothing to break my fall
I cried for days, weeks, months even
But I got back up
Bruised, fractured and bleeding
I got back up
not broken
He built me up so high
That when he left
I hit every branch on the way down
Nothing to break my fall
I cried for days, weeks, months even
But I got back up
Bruised, fractured and bleeding
I got back up