I would like to paint you a picture
Tell you how I have been
It is nice for you to come around
but how am I supposed to believe that you won't just leave again
I would like to tell you of my hopes and dreams
but you like to rip them apart at the seams
Coming around just to say that you will be gone
Keeping me wondering what I ever did that was so wrong
I would like to let you inside my heart
but I am not so sure that is a possibility
You like to sabatoge things from the start
and I am not so sure I am ready to bleed
I would like to love you like I did before
but I am jsut not sure I can do that anymore
My heart is crippled by the pain and sore
and I can no longer hide behind the closed door