The cost of loving you was my mind.
I suppose you think that that
Wasn't true...
But I suppose
That you are so wrong.
You can't even begin
To understand what you did.
You thought it would
Be something I could
Handle, didn't you?
You were so very,
Very wrong....
I can't handle what
You did to me.
I can't pretend to
Be alright
When you're pushing me down
And holding me close--
All in the same night.
I can't understand
How you make me feel.
I feel sick when I think
About the person you are--
Or was it
The person you were?
Did you actually change,
Or was it all
A lie to keep me here?
I can't believe
You would have lied for this long.
I can't do anything
But accept you for what you are.
I can't run--it's far too late.
I'm stuck here,
And happy to be here.
Even if it hurts,
I'm a victim of predictability.
Even if it hurts,
I couldn't run
If I tried.
I want to be here,
Drowning in your arms.
I'll be your lover
If you show me it's alright.
Give me a world I can
Believe in, and give me
A reason to keep up
The fight....
Give me your love.
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