I want to tell you a story, a story about feelings, so now listen.
I want to tell you a story, a story about feelings, so now listen.
Something is leaving with a lie.
Who am I to judge you in what you say or do?
I'm only just beginning to see the real you.
Sometimes when we're tied, the honest is too much.
And I have to close my eyes.
And I have to close my eyes.

I want to hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry.
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides.
Romance and all the strategy leads me back.
Battling with my pride.
But through the insecurities, some tenderness survives.
I'm just another rider, still trapped within my truth.
A hesitant price fighter, still trapped within my youth.
Sometimes when we're tied, the honest is too much.
Sometimes when we're tied, the honest is too much.
And I have to close my eyes.
And I have to close my eyes.


It is high, high.
I want to hold you till I die, till we both break down and cry.
I want to hold you till the fear in me subsides.

At times I'd like to break you and drag you to your knees.
At times I'd like to break you and drag you to your knees.




Sometimes I like to break through and hold you endlessly
Sometimes when we touch, the honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
Close my eyes
I won't hold you till I die
Till we both break down and die
I won't hold you till the fear in me subsides
So that's my story
How about you?