[ verse 1 ]
So I sit here with my notepad ; your picture's clearly in my sight.
And as I write this note for you, nothing comes out right.
[ hook ]
I've got a gun to my head and a knife to my throat.
Either way I'm fxcked without you - Can't Do This No More!
[ chorus ]
So I scream at the top of lungs for you to hear me,
Because whispers can't express this point clearly.
I need you more than the air that I'm gasping for.
So tell me that you need me even more.
( even more, even that much more )
