Without a doubt I loved him dearly
I let him swoon my emotion
Because he only made me happy
Now all I do is worry
If my love is or was ever good enough
To make us happy all over again
Seems like only thing we'd be down for now is to commit sin
And from that I chose to hold on
Reenacting my past where I thought for too long that
A love would lather again
Letting it go, being let go, moving forward
Another splinter across the surface
Thank God for no punctures
Cuz ain't nobody got time for that
Still, there is no physical pain to match
