If I could Be with her Right this instant. I'd flash her a smile Grab her hand Then tell her In a self-righteous voice: "You see, You're fine angel, aren't you? I'm sorry I messed with your heart like that - But there's no hard feelings, right?"
If I could I'd put you in my arms, And try to make you laugh, I'd tell you about All my failed attempts At picking up girls, I'll strip myself Of my dignity: As long as, It puts a smile on your face.
But I can't Instead I just watch you burn up Into a sad ball of hate and hurt.
I know I can't take your pain away Because they're your internal demons... But... I just wish I could And it's got nothing to do With my feelings for you: I've just grown to want To take care of you. And the care doesn't want to die.