Some say I'll be better without you but they don't know you like I do... or at least the sides I thought I knew.
I can't bear this time, it drags on as I lose my mind reminded by things I find like notes and clothes you left behind.
Wake me up. Wake me up when all is done. I won't rise until this battle's won, my dignity's become undone.
But I won't go, I can't do it on my own... If this ain't love, then what is?... I'm willing to take the risk.
So petrified, I'm so scared to step into this ride. What if I lose my heart and fail declined? I won't forgive me if I give up trying.
I heard his voice today, I didn't know a single word he said. Not one resemblance to the man I met... just a vacant broken boy instead.
There will be times we'll try and give it up. Bursting at the seams, no doubt... we'll almost fall apart then burn the pieces to watch them turn to dust, but nothing will ever taint us.
Will he... will he still remember me? Will he still love me even when he's free?... Or will he go back to the place where he would chose the poison over me?
When we spoke yesterday you said to hold my breath... to sit and wait: "I'll be home so soon, I won't be late".
He won't go, he cant do it on his own. If this ain't love, then what is?... He's willing to take the risk.