tell me the words….
you know I want to hear….
hold me close….
make your intentions clear….
but don’t believe I’ll be the one to stay….
when all that’s been said and done…
I always had to have it my way….
you call me selfish and full of myself….
you call me what you want but I’m not the one who truly needs help….
I fight against shadows that no longer exist…
there are pieces of you I can’t help myself but to miss…
but loving someone for who they are and who they could never be, there’s a difference…
there’s a difference…
