And if that's what you want,
then fine.
But I can't keep you from
the rest of your life.

I've tried to dry the tears, and ease these scars from my hands.
But how do I get rid of things that make me who I am?
Maybe it's because I love you, that makes me try so much.
But it's wearing me out that I can't be perfect underneath your touch.

And if that's what you want,
then fine.
But I can't keep you from
the rest of your life.

But what if these feelings are infectious?
I can't help but feel I'm killing both of us.

And I know it's not what you want,
and that's fine.
You still have the rest
of your beautiful life.

And I'm not what you need,
well that's fine.
But I can't keep you,
can't keep you from life.

Lately, I haven't been fitting into these shoes,
Can't get used to this happiness...

Like you.