Let me go, because I won't.
Cry for me, because I don't.
Tell me, what's so hard to understand?
You've got my heart in the palm of you hand.
Watch your fingers, those instruments of pain.
They could close on my heart and make it strain
to find solace in something that's never truly stable.
I tried my hand at that; I laid my cards on the table.
I try to be strong, but it's hard to let go
Time doesn't heal pain. It just makes it grow.
Why do they encourage when they don't really mean
anything they say is just a unreachable dream.
Dreams always fade, hearts always break.
I wish this was a nightmare from which I could wake.
Let go of my hand, let go of my heart.
I'd try it myself, but I'm not sure how to start.
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