If I were true to thee, you could at least be true to me.
I said it before u walked out the door, we can,t be together anymore.                                               So I take solace in the quiet of pain, dust myself down and start again no more sunshine just rain. But thru the dark clouds of life I see a shimmer of hope and no it's not hanging by a six foot rope, I am strong in life but weak in love.  I beat my self up all the time the only way out is when I rhyme.