Love Is a Weakness, the Weakness in Me Is You

Every night I keep thinking of what Happened between us And how the outcome Might have been different If only I'd focus On what you'd have to say... I think I am losing my grip On the delicate hands of time And with every tear Is another lie to shed I haven't always met eye to eye With the words That spills from your lips Let it out Until I carry on Bleeding out On the floor Laughing but also crying Just knowing You'd be perched over my corpse With your hand clenched over mine I've wrote these Romantic letters al for you Little did you know This letter will be my last As I grasp for breath I will hold onto this one Written all for you...