Tragic?

While in my head My broken heart bled For the glory Of what I swore you said

I want the chance to make a mistake

If a magician does a trick And you are not amazed Was it even magic?

And if a doctor heals my soul And I don't grow from my pain Would that life be tragic?

I don't even know what mistake I made

If a conductor draws the sound Sends vibrations through the crowd Would you say he made the music?

The conductor takes a bow Drops his knees to the ground Saying, "What you're gonna do, do it."

I did not see the way But I said I would stay It was the least I could do To pay what I thought I owed you

I'm gonna make you love me To stay afraid you might leave Calling trauma "love" Is a strong, strong drug

I made my bed Following the thread Of the story Of what more you might say