Youve got me worried now It makes me feel somehow As if the world is gonna break Oh, cmon, short of breath Its like Im scared to death That I might make a bold mistake Id grown accustomed to the comfort Nothing heavy on my plate Ive come to see myself as free at last But now I just dont feel that great I cant love you like I want to When it depends on what I dont do And every chance to see the real you Oughta feel you slip away, is truth decay? It throws me off my game And nothing feels the same I get so dizzy I cant think I dig down deep in down Until theres no way out Im just so busy on the break Id like to think I make a difference As if indeed I ever could It was always up to you, girl And this I never understood I cant love you like I want to If it comes down to what I dont do And every chance to see the real you Oughta feel you slip away, is truth decay? I cant love you with my hands tied Walking barefoot down the landslide If I cant be there when you need me Do you read me when you say is a truth decay?
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