Published by Amanda Shelton under on 9:53 PM
How many times do I have to tell you 
I’m sorry for the things I’v done 
Just don’t feel sorry for this better hearted woman 
But when I start to try to tell you 
my heart sinks to the bottom of my belly 
That’s when you try to console me 
But our trouble’s only just begun 
I tell myself too many times 
Why don’t I learn to love myself? 
That’s why it hurts so bad to know those words 
will sting 
That keep on falling from your mouth 
I’m Falling 
I’m Falling 
Tell me… 
Do I have the need to hurt you so 
taking another piece of your heart 
Such passions are these that fall apart landing in my lap 
you look with a weary heart 
a tear falls and a breath is taken 
such passions are these that tough my lips and my sinful soul 
but steal you take a dip and drink from it steal 
a full glass a cupful 
Do I have the need to hurt for you? 
Should I die a weary death and the angles take my last breath 
these are moments I will not regret 
Such passions are these that leave us yet 
No one knows what our tow hearts have taken 
taking a dip and drink from it yet 
Sinful souls and a heartfelt dip we drink for it yet 
and leave empty-handed and our glasses tipped loosing it’s luster 
it’s leftover shimmer 
Do I need to hate or love you? 
I know we argue and I know we fight 
but really can our love win this fight? 
Our love is like a Knight with a sword and shield 
protecting its weakened crust 
Do I have the need to be broken 
I’v shattered into a million pieces 
leaving you to pick up my pieces 
don’t think I changed my mind 
for Hun.. 
I knew in due time you would see my broken rhyme 
Do I have the need to ask? 
Will my heart ever mend and be whole once again?


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