Silent and incomprehensable
Unestablished justification
And inconsistant affection

These are the toils that weigh
Upon the heart of my silent,
Beautiful, graceful,
Lovely lamb

And its all my fault
And i can express no greater emotion
Than greif toward such ill occasion
And love
Toward my perfect lamb

My heart burns and swells
At the mention of her name
She releases a great emotion inside
A great releif and pain

For every thing i say before her
Everything i mention
Brings about great toils
And may spark an intervention

I love her more than words dictate
I love her more than love
And i would hope her to love me too,
And our love...no matter what

Sometimes i say some stupid things
And they bite me in the ****
She gets upset, and throws a threat
And she doesnt say she loves...

Its not her fault
I dont deserve
A beautiful angel...still,
I will sacrifice the earth...
And my entire will...

my heart can barely take the pain
And the grief of being alone
So i will do my best to show...
Annie, I am always wrong