A Way With Words

I find it hard to speak sometimes.

My words are broken lines.

Your heart is patient, and so is mine.

That's not enough to make it through the winter, oh no.

I wish I had a way with words.

The words I built up.

I've written page after page.

I can't get enough.

So stay won't you stay with me.

My heart and my head don't always agree.

My head will say to walk away but my heart just won't leave.

My heart won't let me.

I can't decide, I can't decide.

It tries to protect me.

I can't decide, I can't decide.

And you can't trust my heart,

cause it'll always let you down.

Get over these feelings or get out of this town.

So I guess that I'm left to clean up the mess when you're gone.