I'm sorry im not the tough man, on this time around
and Im not big enough, to pull my head from the ground
you see, im stuck inside myself, although i've been alone before
its just that when I see you there, I love a little more

and the hours are turning into days
while all of this love just goes to waste
I hope you don't end up this way

This man thats bruised and beaten, has seem some better days
like the ones where you still kissed my lips, and were never led astray
I still have the memories, of a time things were ok
but you needed more than me, so we took our seperate ways

and the hours are turning into days
while all of this love just goes to waste
I hope you don't end up this way

This is what a love song should be
when you are near, my spirit is free
and I, hesitate, to breathe

and the hours are turning into days
while all of this love just goes to waste
I hope you don't end up this way
I couldn't stand to see you i this much pain
No, I couldn't stand to see you in so much pain

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