Walking Blind

Don't tell me the [bad word] 
Tell me that it didn't happen 
There's been a mistake 
There's been a misunderstanding 

Dirty your hands 
Tearing my heart into pieces 
If this is the end 
Then we whisper the wind and release it 

 [bad word]  
We don't have to know 
We don't have it all worked out 
We can just keep Walking blind 

Don't give me your word 
Give me something to hold on to 
I don't want to fight 
I don't want no big decision
I'm not afraid 
for tearing your heart into pieces