well i'm sorry i got it wrong, i've been staying up all night long siding with the thoughts that pulled you down fighting back those that keep me around... so i'm sorry i had it wrong, i was trying hard at moving on and now you're in the car right next to me and never get too far after you leave, but when you pull me back in your arms say you want more, don't just hold me because it's what you've done before make me feel it, make me be sure Make me feel it, make me...

what have i gone and done, i'm drawing lines around everyone, nut we had something real before the fear, now i can't help but feel so foreign here... i don't know, I don't look, i'm cross-eyed and i'm avoiding getting hurt it's a long fight

but when you pull me back in your arms say you want more, don't just hold me because it's what you've done before... make me feel it, make me be sure...