i'll never be a knight in shining armour with a sword in hand or a kamikaze fighter. don't count on me to storm the barricades and take a stand or hold my ground. you'll never see any scars or wounds. i don't walk on coal, i won't walk on water. i am no prince, i am no saint, i am not anyones wildest dream but i will stand behind and be someone to fall back on. you're bruised and beaten down, and i'm the one who's looking for a favor. still honestly, you don't believe me but the things i have are the things you need. you look at me like i don't make sense, like a waste of time, like it serves no purpose. i am no prince, i am no saint, and if that's what you believe you need, you're wrong. you don't need much, you just need someone to fall back on - and i'll be that. i'll take your side if i'm the only one, i'm used to that. i'll be your prince, i'll be your saint, i will go crashing throuhg fences in your name, i swear. i'll be someone to fall back on.