Take by Empty Atlas Lyrics
I never saw the sun when you weren't here
You acted like it rose and sank with you
So I built you like a desperate engineer
No heart - spare parts and super glue
Took all the strength I had to help you stand
When the storm would come and the wind would rage
You stood there at my door with your empty hands
There ain't nothing left to give me you didn't take
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
(Eventually)
If there is nothing new under the sun
Then honey, you were born into the dark
You act like you're at war with everyone
You'd set it all off to find a spark
If conversation's spitting on a fire
For countless days and endless nights
You're like sleeping with a box of wooden matches
I scratch my head while you ignite
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
When you speak, you do so loudly
And the words won't come out right
But you're fine with how that happens
You're fine
And it's easy to be angry with the bitter pill you imbibe
But it's fine
It's gonna be fine
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
You acted like it rose and sank with you
So I built you like a desperate engineer
No heart - spare parts and super glue
Took all the strength I had to help you stand
When the storm would come and the wind would rage
You stood there at my door with your empty hands
There ain't nothing left to give me you didn't take
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
(Eventually)
If there is nothing new under the sun
Then honey, you were born into the dark
You act like you're at war with everyone
You'd set it all off to find a spark
If conversation's spitting on a fire
For countless days and endless nights
You're like sleeping with a box of wooden matches
I scratch my head while you ignite
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
When you speak, you do so loudly
And the words won't come out right
But you're fine with how that happens
You're fine
And it's easy to be angry with the bitter pill you imbibe
But it's fine
It's gonna be fine
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me
Take, take, take what you need
In a round about way, you say, it all comes back to me