You've seen the look upon my face when I have nothing left to hide
When I'm stumbling through the words that hold the truth I keep inside
When I'm holding both your hands, and we are running low on time
And we've taken it upon ourselves to act like that's alright
When I'm thinking you could use a shave, and I should probably eat
And we're trying to piece together when's the next time we will meet
I won't act like this is a burden, that this hurts more than it heals
I'll make the most of every breath, and question if this is real
I will walk away so slowly, just to see you for one moment more
And I'll whisper that I love you, as I slowly close the door
But I don't think that you heard me, as my eyes cloud over with doubt
Or maybe I just stumbled over my words on my way out

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