Song Length |
4:14 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary |
Subject |
Regret |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
We all catalogue our fears
In an order that's perverse
We decide sharing is the worst
I've been known to state with pride
Just how few have seen me cry
As if that's somehow divine
But now I stand here accused
Of having a heart I don?t much use
And how the truth can wound you on an honest day
When your actions take intention a whole other way
And as I choke on all the things I want to say
He walks away
I'm not really trying to hide
It's not like I haven?t tried
To expose what goes on inside
I suppose as we mature
Closeness has a new allure
But desire does not provide a cure
So I stand accused
Of having a heart I don?t much use
And how the truth can wound you on an honest day
When your actions take intention a whole other way
And as I choke on all the things I want to say
He walks away
And could it feel this bad to just have given all I had
He walks away
He walks away