that if I told you so
would you believe me
or just be, and leave?
I don't know
how those words hurt
so, much-- so deep
it cuts like a breeze
from hell.
Nobody knows
why we hurt each other so,
though the truth
was always right there,
right,
in front of
Us.
Let me tell you my heart,
if you'll let me speak.
Biting words are easy,
and it makes me weak.
If my mind could tell you my heart,
would you give it back?
If my mind could tell you my heart,
would you let me speak?
Nobody knows why we are,
or why we take it too far.
But everyone knows the good part starts
with a simple goodbye to the bitter,
bitter past.
If my mind could tell you my heart,
would you give it back?
If my mind could tell you my heart,
would you let me speak?