Your Hand

Sick of carring my heart on my sleeve
Hoping nobody        break it    again
I'm happy that I handle the greef
Songs you sing let them take all the pain

All the pain that they wash all away
Once there's no other place you can stay
All the pain otherwise you would feel
Gives you sence like it wasn't for real

She has said I don't want anymore
Listen to fucking stories once more
I just said her okay, that's alright
Noone ever should tell you what's right

I just told her okay, I'm to blame
I'm to blame, I'm bad, that's my shame
She responded just leave me alone
Once was said the heart turned to stone



Could I do something better I asked?
Yes, you could, she responded as last
Once I answered the question you gave
Me and answers were sent to the grave

May I say that I'm sorry, would you
Accept appologies I'm giving to you
No, fuck you, dude I'm tired, shut up
Never wanted to drink from your cup

But please tell me why then what your said
Was that I'm always welcome to stay
Was that I always can come and sit
So you wouldn't decide me to beat

At the end I feel so fucking sick
That's okay, I'll recover it quick
I have so many mistakes to mend
But I'm only missing holding your hand



All the things that I wish we could do
All the things could I've done just for you
That's so sad, I could face only tears
Tears that only apear in my greef

Wish that I could return and to say
Only thing that I want you to stay
You won't need it to hear any more
All I wish is to see you once more

That's enough, I think I can no more
Tell you things like I did it before
I just hope you'll be .... better off
Without me cencerely giving you oath

At the end I feel so fucking sick
That's okay, I'll recover it quick
I have so many mistakes to mend
But I'm only missing holding your hand