Why would you leave it hanging on my doorknob when you know it's not safe out there? The price we've paid was never too high so let's not complain now. But it's taken me a long way to get here and I plan on staying a while longer.
I guess my actions have never been constant enough so as to create a steady impression of me. It's just that you were always running around pretty gardens and I would always get hurt with thorns chasing you. Still, you say I was never good enough.
To think I would have given you everything... the sky I'll never own, the sea I'll never dive in... all of my sadness and clumsiness... all tied up with a pretty ribbon of sweetness and naivety... all for you.
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