And you tell me the words that you want me to say
I love you and I look into your eyes
And I reluctantly say what I have to say
And in a sick and twisted turn of events
Two months after that day
I'm sitting on the corner of my bed at 5am
Playing back the same scenario in my head
Whispering the answer to myself
The answer that i've known all along
I do not deserve to be loved today
I've been searching for an answer outside
When I've known all along