My mind says no, but the flesh is too weak.
I could have left and walked away, but I'm afraid I'm not that strong.
Where
should we start?
How about from the end?
Why not leave?
No, after all I just want you to feel the same...
Gripping your
pillow tight, six ways to keep me away.
But if you fail to use them all, I'm there and I'm willing to stay.
You built me an
early grave, and part of me had died.
I buried you inside of my heart, next to our weeping willow tree.
Search hard and you
might find this endless guilt that rapes your mind.
You should have just walked away; I'm glad I'm not that strong.
Gripping
your pillow tight, six ways to keep me away.
But if you fail to use them all, I'm there and I'm willing to stay.
Gripping your
pillow tight, six ways to keep me away.
But if you fail to use them all, I'm there and I'm willing to stay.