And I'm falling in love with your scars
for your words and how cut open they are
how you breathe out what seems like a mountain of release
whether it flow smoothly or climb out ragged and falling apart
i listen to it, listen to your voice shaking
all the while my insides are quaking
your angst bleeding onto me, renders everything i once buried
i feel the rubble of emotions that had us once worn and worried
now if you could help me please
my lips are unsteady
with what i had and have to say
i just wanted to be ready
but in the end it all fell apart, fell apart
now i'm pacing towards the door, how long will this take
before i feel the pressure, and cut right to the chase?
i forgot what it was like to speak bitter truths
and i'm trying to cut the blow with kinder words from you
it's almost cruel to have not seen this coming
to know just how i feel
to know just how i feel
when someone asks me to speak my mind
without a word unheard, escaped or untwined
