I Live On What's Left

Broke in my hand
This was never the plan
But I guess since it's here
I'll stay strong where I stand
I'm falling apart
My name used to be grace
But now if you call me
Just call me misplaced
I feel with my core
No more with my hands
I see through a blindness
You don't understand
I reach for the quiet... I live on what's left
You can't take it back
The life that you've led
But I've spread myself thin here
Spread myself on the bed
(Almost spread myself dead)
I reach for the quiet... I live on what's left
It's out of my hands
This was never my plan
But I guess since it's here
I'll stay strong where I stand
I reach for the quiet... I live on what's left