The truth about us.

Our relationship is a gift,
our love, priceless;

but this love's taken a shift.
i feel like im competeing in
a contest, who can win your
attention first?

I never doubt your love for me,
i never ask for much,
but how can we survive by letting
our troubles be?
how can i sit here dying for just
one touch.

our relationship is a gift,
and this love is costing..