Tell me, baby, what would it take?
What would it take to make you run back to me?
Hold me until our bones start to wither away.
Kiss me until our lips became sore.
Love me until our hearts stopped beating.
What would I have to do?
I would run a million miles just to hold your hand.
I would walk on a million pieces of glass just to feel your touch.
I would fight a million battles just to kiss your lips.
I would do anything just to be right back in your arms.
But you don't know this do you?
You don't know that I would die for you.
I would bleed for you.
I would fight for you.
And the sad thing is...
That you wouldn't do any of that for me.
That's the one thing that kills me the most.
You wouldn't walk through fire for me.
You wouldn't care enough to do it.
Because you never really cared. Not for me at least.
You cared about getting physical rather than emotional.
You'd rather screw me than kiss me slowly.
You'd rather take my virtue than take my heart..
And I would have let you...I would have let you...
