the devil you know

another strained commitment, and still i'm asking why, we tighten our grip, instead of cutting ties, we threaten our departure, like kids run away from home, but stop when we remember, we don't know how to be alone, begging relief from ourselves, we know there's an out but continue to dwell, safe in the nest when you're trapped in the shell, what would happen if ever you fell?, we live with what we hate, but yearn for something more, we get in our own way, holding out for just one more day, but what is it worth?, will you still remain convinced, that the alternative is worse?, so much stubborn pride in holding on, over taking stock in hope, you'd rather hang on a sure thing, at least you know you're gonna choke, just tell yourself, whatever you need, to learn to love what hurts you, like "patience is a virtue", tolerance without common sense, a voice in stockholm says, "it's not that bad", the truth is that you're too afraid, to start again, and so you stay, but if the devil's already got his grip on you, what have you got to lose?, we live with what we hate, but yearn for something more, we get in our own way, holding out for just one more day, but what is it worth?, do you still remain convinced, that the alternative is worse?, so much stubborn pride in holding on, over taking stock in hope, you'd rather hang on a sure thing, than try to cut the rope