There's not enough room in here
for this empty heart to spill
and I fear that If i try so,
you may loose all will...
to carry this on,
or let us start a-fresh,
Because I am still inlove with you and I am wanting what is best
Really, I don't want to pour
and it turn out to be what you cannot handle
I need for your face to stay how it is now
and not to be disheartend,
by such a scandal
But, I fear if it does do so
I will resort to this pleed
Face down, studying your shoes,
and I'll call it "begging on my knees."
