She forced a smile, said,
"Boy, come kiss my mouth
You know that hope you're holding to? It looks an awful lot like fear
Now, you're so quick to fall on failure, and so quick to raise your voice, like,
'If I can't find a mistake to blame, we didn't have a choice'

Oh, but you had option
I was your chance to feel complete,
But when I leaned in close to you, you
Kissed your fear instead of me

You had my hand in your hand,
You had my lip in your teeth,
You had my heart on your sleeve,
You had a chance to breathe

But, boy, you wouldn't let your fear recede so I moved on

And it's too late to change your mind now,
You got scared, boy, and I got gone
Now you failed, and there's no way to turn back time
You had your chance, boy, I tried"

"You tried?" I looked her in the eye and smiled,
"My girl, you must understand that fear is not some product that I made
It crept unwelcome in my head the day they had her torn away
It changed me

Now at the end of everyday I lie awake at night and wait
To feel the wires of my brain get cut and quietly rearranged, and
Hear my beaten heart exclaim, 'Still, I refuse to let her go'"

So we escape to our mistakes for they wait patiently for us
Oh, how they always wait for me

If my fear has kept me here only my fear can set me free

And I'm sorry, dear, but don't you dare say another word
How could I risk holding your heart in me while still in love with her?

You were wrong"