I just don't understand this thing called love,
all it does is tear down and torture us.
First time I've experienced it in God knows when,
and it already seems like it's somehow crashing down again.
Why can't you talk to me when you know I'm here to listen?
I'm trying all I can to break down those walls so you can let me in.
I'm putting forth the effort, but do you feel the same way?
It's really breaking me down every passing day.
I said it two nights ago and have yet to hear "I love you" and it's as though now you're suddenly scared.
If you want out, run now before I fall to deep.
Too far down amongst the point where no ones left to catch me.
