Maybe* she won't cry today, And maybe he won't lie today, And maybe life goes on today, But maybe I'll be wrong today.
Maybe I'll be strong today, And maybe tears won't fall today, But maybe he'll break down today, Because maybe she won't die today.
Maybe things get better today, And maybe I'll write the letter today, Maybe I'll sign my name in ink, But maybe that's a permanent link.
Maybe that's too much for me, Maybe "attached" is something I don't wanna be, And maybe it'd be painful to watch, Over the years; Death's painful march.
And maybe she'll go down today, And maybe things won't be okay, And maybe he'll give up and say, That maybe he'll just run away.
But maybe I'll just cry today, Maybe that's a better way. Maybe that's my job today, Maybe I'll just try to be okay.
Because maybe it's important to grieve, And maybe it's okay to leave, A little room to be left for me, A little time to simply breath.
Maybe I should put myself first, And maybe it wouldn't be the worst, To maybe just take care of me, Instead of being the one in lead.