Jersey Memories

Feel the weight
Of your hate
I still bleed
My heart aches
As you take
And you take

So I'm cold, made of ice
Heart of stone born to fight
But I cry
I still cry
Are you happy to know
I'm unhappy alone?
Take your shot, I'm wide open

 

Words cut through my skin
Tears roll down my chin
My walls crumble within
But I'll take it all on
And get up when I fall
'Til the last curtain call

 

But you'll never get the best of me no you won't
Said you'll never get the best of me no more
Aren't you tired of throwing stones
Trying to kick me when I'm down?
But you'll never get the best of me, no, you won't!