Frank Turner - Redemption Lyrics

I was walking home to my house
Through the snow from the station
When Springsteen came clear in my headphones
With a pertinent question

Oh, is love really real
And can any of us hope for redemption?
Or are we all merely biting our time down
To the lonely conclusions?

Darling, let me take your hand
As I talk you through this
How loneliness etched
Into deep seated psychosis

Lying awake in crowded hotel rooms
Focused on takers
With my failings laid clear on the ceiling
I don't think I can do this, I don't think I can do this

Well, I tried so hard
To not turn into my father
But if I only ever skip out his choices
Will I ever choose better?

Oh, the sad truth is the grass
It will always seem greener
So I left you alone in the restaurant
In London in winter, you deserved better

Out of trash, some might back
In my ears and the sound comes clear

It brings the awful truth
That I can't stand what I've done to you
And it's written clear in my diary
Today should have been our anniversary

But I'm far way and I'm far apart
And you're back home with a broken heart
And loves is real and I can't escape
I'll only ever have myself to blame

These failures shift and save me in the night, oh
Like a fever I can't break, try as I might
Wake me, darling, I need you, take me home
But I know in the end redemption is mine and mine alone

So if each of us is made of
A tally of mistakes and successes
Then the hour in the restaurant
Makes my score less than impressive

Although each can be redeemed
By the courage with which he confesses
So darling, I miss you
Your music and your musk, and your kisses
I don't think I can do this