Here I am, back where I was before
Where my heart is empty and my body is sore
I only tried to correct my lie
Correct this lie so our love does not have die
The guilt, it ate at my soul until my mind was a mess
The guilt should show you - I don't love you less
I need you here, your arms are my home
Your arms are the only place I no longer feel alone
Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 2:52 PM UTC
Here I am, back where I was before
Where my heart is empty and my body is sore
I only tried to correct my lie
Correct this lie so our love does not have die
The guilt, it ate at my soul until my mind was a mess
The guilt should show you - I don't love you less
I need you here, your arms are my home
Your arms are the only place I no longer feel alone
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