The Knot

And I, I search for something more
Before it mattered who you knew
And I, I search for something pure
Before the knot became the noose
Theres no disguise behind these eyes
I'm still alive watching you die
And as I slowly walk away
I hear you say I never change
And I, I always hoped for more
Before this knot came loose
And now I seek out something pure
Before the knot became the noose
In the rearview mirror
before the knot became noose
Horizon of burning bridges
before the knot became noose
The knot became the noose