Is it too late to know myself, truly from within?
Is it too late to admit I find myself deeper in sin?
I try to tell you in earnest truth, the things I've now found out
But your face tells me what I need to know, that you're going to shout
You're judging me, refusing me, leaving me to feel ashamed
You're not even trying to understand, this isn't just a game!
I'm fearful love, of walking away from all we've built to date
I'm terrified of living on like this, so lonely and feeling I'm too...