Tug of War

You'd think I'd know you better
I fell for you when we were 10.
This castle built across a lifetime:
a house of cards against the wind.

I missed the signs completely
I'd blindly followed every rule.
Stood on the pedestal you fashioned
and tumbled off a broken stool.

You pull on your side
I'll tug on mine
not quite how I imagined
the bloody end of the line.

So tired of this but I'll hold my ground.
This game's not over 'til we all fall down.

Rich on a pocket of dimes,
we'd both be half-baked in the sun.
Back when "i'm sorry" came so easy
and losing games was half the fun.

You could always make me laugh
even times when I'd be bleedin'.
How could I know you wouldn't outgrow
that old propensity for cheatin'.

You pull on your side
I'll tug on mine
not quite how I imagined
the bloody end of the line.

So tired of this but I'll hold my ground.
This game's not over 'til we all fall down.

Strength is spent and skin is raw, far as hell from what I planned. Do I hold the means to be free? Or is this a noose in my hand?

So tired of this but I'll hold my ground.
This game's not over 'til I take you down.