Talking With Jaime Part 2


Tears on my face, I can't take it ...
But I know that I must face them.
It's nothing like being alone beyond a door.
Here's to the breakdown and what I'm here for.

I had so much to say today.
My words wanted to escape.
But let's just save it for a another day.
There's such a flood and I've fallen out of shape.

But that's ok.
Everything will be ok.
I'll keep paying you to make me break,
Because next to you I am feeling safe.

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