I want to love; I want to share.
But each disclosure sets me back a year.
It’s these feelings I cannot quell.
I’m punished every time I tell.
And it’s hell.

I’ve been cut down; I’ve been expelled.
Don’t know why I feel compelled.
I can’t resist what I have missed.
The strength in me does not exist.
So, I persist.

I want to love; I want to share.
But each disclosure sets me back a year.
It’s these feelings I cannot quell.
I’m punished every time I tell.
And it’s hell.

I try to run; I try to leave.
Living in a land of make-believe.
But when I hold back everything goes black.
I’m on the wrong track.
I can’t help myself.

I want to love; I want to share.
But each disclosure sets me back a year.
It’s these feelings I cannot quell.
I’m punished every time I tell.
And it’s hell.