Why do we keep coming back to the same thing?
The wounds are indeed fresh, but there is no need to spread them.
We talked about it, we dealed with it.
So why do we have to keep dealing with the past again?

I love you.
I am yours and you are mine.
Nothing minor is gonna change that.
Every shipwreck we can get over, together.
I ain't leaving you for anything and you know that.
You said the same thing to me.

Yet, we keep coming back to this.
Did it really leave such a big scar?
Did you start questioning my trust and loyalty?
Do I need to prove myself to you?
We both know I shouldn't need to, but I'll do it for you anyway.

Why...
Why is it so hard for you to love me?