I've been in love many times,
And if there's one thing I know, it's my heart.
(Some days I think that's the only thing I'm sure of.)
I know my heart.
And I know I seem to believe in things that stand little chance
And I know you don't want to see me hurting
And I know I have heard the same tired ******* warning
From everyone who loves me
But listen here,
I also know my heart.
And I'm telling you that it doesn't work any other way.
I'm telling you, dear, that if it wasn't you when we met
It won't ever be.
I'm telling you that it's not an option for me to just
Change my mind
And love somebody new just cause it's hard sometimes to be what I am.
You look at me like you're ready to see me crash and burn but
What you don't know, darling, is that I've done all that.
I've been there, where you think I'm off to,
And if I trip my way back to hell, I will claw my way out again.
You say you know the feeling
That you've learned, like you've been cured.
I think you quit.
You say you're like me
But I think you only
Used to be.
You wanna protect yourself, hold back, shut down?
That might work for you
But that's not how I work.
I don't care how many times you look at me loving her
Like you'd look at a train derailing,
I see it in your face, but
You don't know.
I've crashed and burned and suffered, and I'm back, and I will always
Come
Back.
And I know you'd rather I pick someone close, someone sure,
Maybe you.
It could be easy, it could be safe, it could be- No it couldn't.
It's not you.
And you better ask yourself before you push too hard-
Why would I ever take this kind of chance again
If I didn't know it was worth it?
I know my heart.
I know myself.
I know
I don't just turn things off.
I love someone? I'm in it for the long run.
And if it's you, it's you all the way.
And if it's not,
Nothing in the world can change that,
Even if I try my hardest.
You can tell me all day how it won't ever work out,
You can give me reasons to doubt and give up,
You can offer to be my Girl Friday and I might even accept,
But
Honey
One thing I know about myself is this:
You're not gonna get my heart
Unless it rips itself out of my chest and follows you home.
Jan 22, 2014
Jan 22, 2014 at 1:57 PM UTC
I've been in love many times,
And if there's one thing I know, it's my heart.
(Some days I think that's the only thing I'm sure of.)
I know my heart.
And I know I seem to believe in things that stand little chance
And I know you don't want to see me hurting
And I know I have heard the same tired ******* warning
From everyone who loves me
But listen here,
I also know my heart.
And I'm telling you that it doesn't work any other way.
I'm telling you, dear, that if it wasn't you when we met
It won't ever be.
I'm telling you that it's not an option for me to just
Change my mind
And love somebody new just cause it's hard sometimes to be what I am.
You look at me like you're ready to see me crash and burn but
What you don't know, darling, is that I've done all that.
I've been there, where you think I'm off to,
And if I trip my way back to hell, I will claw my way out again.
You say you know the feeling
That you've learned, like you've been cured.
I think you quit.
You say you're like me
But I think you only
Used to be.
You wanna protect yourself, hold back, shut down?
That might work for you
But that's not how I work.
I don't care how many times you look at me loving her
Like you'd look at a train derailing,
I see it in your face, but
You don't know.
I've crashed and burned and suffered, and I'm back, and I will always
Come
Back.
And I know you'd rather I pick someone close, someone sure,
Maybe you.
It could be easy, it could be safe, it could be- No it couldn't.
It's not you.
And you better ask yourself before you push too hard-
Why would I ever take this kind of chance again
If I didn't know it was worth it?
I know my heart.
I know myself.
I know
I don't just turn things off.
I love someone? I'm in it for the long run.
And if it's you, it's you all the way.
And if it's not,
Nothing in the world can change that,
Even if I try my hardest.
You can tell me all day how it won't ever work out,
You can give me reasons to doubt and give up,
You can offer to be my Girl Friday and I might even accept,
But
Honey
One thing I know about myself is this:
You're not gonna get my heart
Unless it rips itself out of my chest and follows you home.
