I run home straight to you
You crush my good intentions
I’m so over looking backwards
That I can’t see straight anymore

I missed my chance
I turn to run at the first sign of emotion

You’ll be the first one to leave
I’ll be the first to screw it up
Don’t blame your bitterness on me
Or on all the… you’ve gone through
Please understand, I tried to shelter you
From words I couldn’t say in the heat of the moment

You switch off and I am surrounded by precious divisions
It’s where I am and where I want to be with you
My senseless delivery of a careless one-liner

To leave you worrying for days about where you are
with hopes and fears one and the same
And asking yourself over and over,
“Is it worth it? Do I need this?