Personal

I took a walk outside You were asleep with your head up on my pillow I watched the fear leave your eyes I felt a revolution starting as I tiptoed

And there's a method to my madness I can't find the words, I don't speak your language And it's my favourite habit Lying to myself to forget what happened

'Cause maybe this time it's personal You turned my heart cold, oh, why can't you tell that Maybe this time it's permanent Your love, it cuts deep and it hurts like hell

Was I so misunderstood? You covered up my doubts and pushed away the silence There was a time we were good But all your growing insecurities defined us

And there's a method to my madness I can't find the words, I don't speak your language And it's my favourite habit Lying to myself to forget what happened

'Cause maybe this time it's personal You turned my heart cold, oh, why can't you tell that Maybe this time it's permanent Your love, it cuts deep and it hurts like hell

And I'll hold on strong 'Cause I don't want forever if forever is gone And I'll hold on strong 'Cause somewhere in the middle's not where I belong

Oh, maybe this time it's personal You turned my heart cold, oh, why can't you tell that Maybe this time it's permanent Your love, it cuts deep, but it hurts like hell

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