Your Love
If you would let me
If you could see
What you're doing to me
Tearing me apart
With your bare hands
You don't even realize
What your eyes
Have done
To me
You don't even know
That when you leave
I watch you go
Take in every step
Make believe
You'll turn around
Look at me
One day see
What your love does to me
I would give you
Anything you wanted
If I only knew
What you needed from me
What would you want
Me to be
If you had the choice
And what I would say to you
If I had the voice
The time
The will
I want more
I need it so badly
I need you
I breathe you in
Skin on skin
I've never come alive
The way I do
When I'm with you
So please
Tell me
You can see
What your love does to me
How do you
Break my heart
Over and over
Flying high
Then suddenly sober
One wrong word
Cuts deeper
Concealed with dirt
The shame
Of this game
We play
You love me
I beg you to stay
And you walk away
So one day
One day soon I pray
You'll begin to finally see
What your love
Has done to me
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