#1: Worn

It's obvious what this song is about. Just listen. 

Would you call me if you need me, if it meant sliding back to our way. Would you know that I can hear you, but if I'm here I'm going to stay. How does it feel to know I am the worn out one? And maybe you're wrong, and strength don't mean I must move on. Would you hit me if you caught me, sitting too close with my arms, arms around you to try and comfort, but it's really me who is worn down, to the ground, I stumble rise but I fall back down So keep me in mind cause you will always be on mine. So how does it feel to know I am the worn out one? And maybe you're wrong, and strength don't mean I must be strong. Would you save me, if I was poisoned, If I was poisoned and fading from life. Alone and broken, the poison swollen, It takes one quick cut of a knife. And how does it feel to know I am the worn out one? Maybe you're wrong and strength don't mean I must move on. And how does it feel to know I am the worn out one? Maybe you're wrong and strength don't mean I must move on.