I'm not a role model, it just isn't me
But there are things you need to see
A side of me you might not like
This side isn't as easy as riding a bike
What if you don't approve and let me go
Make up your mind time's moving to slow
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
When I'm looking right at you
With the sound of your voice
My breath's taken away
You made your choice
And I don't know what to say
Your favorite flowers and a special rose
You know how many girls would **** for those
I just couldn't keep up with his flair
You forgot about me and never stopped to care
I could say things are better
But they're **** when we aren't together
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
When I'm looking right at you
With the sound of your voice
My breath's taken away
You made your choice
And I don't know what to say
I swear to God I'll get my life on track
If it helps me win you back
I storm the gates and ask for forgiveness
Time seems to stand still it's an eerie stillness
One day when there isn't any more time
You'll turn on the radio and hear this rhyme
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
When I'm looking right at you
With the sound of your voice
My breath's taken away
You made your choice
And I don't know what to say
Dec 18, 2012
Dec 18, 2012 at 8:54 PM UTC
I'm not a role model, it just isn't me
But there are things you need to see
A side of me you might not like
This side isn't as easy as riding a bike
What if you don't approve and let me go
Make up your mind time's moving to slow
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
When I'm looking right at you
With the sound of your voice
My breath's taken away
You made your choice
And I don't know what to say
Your favorite flowers and a special rose
You know how many girls would **** for those
I just couldn't keep up with his flair
You forgot about me and never stopped to care
I could say things are better
But they're **** when we aren't together
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
When I'm looking right at you
With the sound of your voice
My breath's taken away
You made your choice
And I don't know what to say
I swear to God I'll get my life on track
If it helps me win you back
I storm the gates and ask for forgiveness
Time seems to stand still it's an eerie stillness
One day when there isn't any more time
You'll turn on the radio and hear this rhyme
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
When I'm looking right at you
With the sound of your voice
My breath's taken away
You made your choice
And I don't know what to say
Copyright; Bret Desrochers
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