All I needed was your hand to hold when mine was shaking,
and something steady to grasp when I wasn't stable.
I needed your time, but you had none to give away.
I wanted a loan, something to get me by.
I was thinking love, but you had something else in mind

All I got was your hand in the wrong places,
and a grasp I couldn't escape from.
I needed your help, but you had none to offer.
I wanted out, anything to say goodbye.
You were thinking a walk to the bedroom,
but I was thinking suicide.