And when I wake, |
All I'm asking for is love, |
This life is way too short to get caught up in all this stuff, |
I thought of all the things I'd like to say, |
And I guess it doesn't matter what I say or what I seem, |
"You can't exist in this world without leaving a piece of yourself behind." |
Hate isn't the opposite of love, |
I'm weak, it's true, |
It’d be better to forget you |
And I'm choking right along with the words in my throat. |