words.

I'm a walking contradiction for this life i lead.
I'm a martyr falling fast, but i'm not on my knees, yet.
I know what you are all thing, well this makes me a hypocrite.
But i never ever, i never ever said don't you let love win.

it's a step by step dont you make me make it up for this
a step by step
dont you make me make you regret this

my heart lies true
with you
my heart lies
in your hands
in your palms, confronted and chaffed something terrible
almost as terribly as i missed your call
last night
on the weekend before
the weekend before
the four-chin fell on me.


i don't want my words, to have to all make sense.
but i don't want these words, to come out sounding all senseless.
i don't want my words, to come out in jumbles, jumbles.