There was this one time...
you looked at me, with your tear drenched eyes
and told me you loved me.
i thought my life was set.
but every time i hear your name my hands shake and my heart palpitates.
i don't want to be with you.
but i don't want you to be with any one else.
i know, i am selfish, i don't need to hear it twice.
but i don't miss you when you are gone,
or even love you when you are here.
but please...
babe, stay near
you're mum doesn't look at me the same.
you're brother looks the other way
they know beneath your clothes..
your heart is broken.
but they don't know that i am sorry.
my heart is not quite broken.
but it is full of regrets.
i can't commit to you the way you commit to me
i can't open my eyes, see you standing there
and give you a second chance.
you did nothing wrong, you did everything right
but ill continue to blame you until i can admit to myself that i am at fault.
and by then " I'm sorry " will be too late. "
i am not loving, missing or wanting you.
but i want to try and fix you.
