Get Up Again

You let me stay One foot in the grave Hiding the stains With hands interlaced I know that it's wrong But I'm still holding on To the promise you made So now whose to blame I called an old friend She used to be kind The older we got The less she was mine She tends to withhold The more that you grow Some call her a thief If only I'd known That she'll let you fall Won't offer a hand But the shirt off her back When you get up again Won't you get up again