You know that I can't help it.
I love you more each day.
I know you had a handle on this
before I came along.
I showed you something new,
and way too much, I feared.
I really fucking love you
and want you to stay here with me.
If I never sleep again,
I'll still lose my sanity.
You oughtta know by now,
I'd do almost anything for you.
I know to stay between the lines,
but they're getting really fine.
If I get too tired,
you know I'll get fired up,
and wanna beat you up
or fall down to your touch.
I'm afraid I've said too much...
I really freaking love you
and that makes it so much
more intense.
I'm still learning to cope
by just holding onto hope
that love will see this thru
while I keep my sights on you.
You're everything I want
and everything I need,
but at least for now,
I still need a lot of sleep
and some time to weep
while you hold me tight
even if I try to fight,
for I can't make it thru the night...