When you’re
angry with what I’ve done
I’m so afraid
that you’ll take the door
And that
I’ll never see you again
Perhaps it’s
because that happened before
When you
speak love, and I pull away
Crying like
you’ve ripped out my very core
Knowing,
fearing your love is deceit
Perhaps it’s
because that happened before
I fear that I’m
not enough for you
You see, I
was never enough for those
Who left me
alone and resigned
To live with
the life I never chose
Perhaps love
is not what I’ve had in the past
But I can’t
help but wonder, or know
That maybe
we could’ve made it last
If I weren’t
so wretched – making them go
So if you’re
leaving me today for the road
Leaving my
chains, my tears, and my pain
I hope you
find a girl with a lighter load
I don’t
blame you for leaving my rain
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