I am standing on the edge of returning or [bad word] away
I am letting myself look the other way
And the hardest part in all of this is I don't think I know my way back home
Is it worth the journey or do I let my heart settle here

How cold have I [bad word] 
I didn't want to
Loose you by what I'd done
Caught in the grey

I don't wannna look you in the eyes you might call my away
I don't wanna give you the chance to make me stay
And the hardest part in all of this is I know my way back I don't want to go and let you see all that has [bad word] of me

I should've know, I should've known
I didn't have a chance
You pull me in and keep me there and tell me what I need to hear

In your deepest pain
In your weakest hour
In you darkest night
You are lovely

How cold have I [bad word] 
I didn't want to
Loose you by what I'd done
Caught in the grey
It burns for a moment but
But then it numbs you
Takes you and leaves you just
Caught in the grey