It's a bittersweet beginning
if you keep the past too close.
It's a way to keep from ending,
someone that you chose.
I'm not saying I don't love you,
you are always in my heart,
I love to hear your voice
and imagine you with me
but whenever we part again
I feel
tearing, pulling, tugging, leaving
Everytime you go
its as bad as the first
crushing, hurting, sobbing, fearing
That this might be the last time
this might be the last time
I want you to go out and live
Don't get stuck here left with me
I want to be able to leave this place
without sacrificing your sacrifice.
don't you see I want you happy?
don't you see I have no choice?
your my only, my baby,
my jealous boy.
but whenever we part again
I feel
tearing, pulling, tugging, leaving
Everytime you go
its as bad as the first
crushing, hurting, sobbing, fearing
That this might be the last time
this might be the last time
