A Devotion

My head hangs heavy.. weary of whats gettin' ready and will i grow or will i break tell me this b4 its too late. 'cause i'd forget everything if i knew it wouldn't come back to me and i'd do anything to know you wouldn't go back to her. these words just aren't my drama they're my life this love isn't a game its a sacrifice. and chasing a good thing isn't worth even 1/2 of the hurt it brings 'cause i'm tired and out of breathe and right now i don't have much left. so I'll lay in the grass waiting if you come participating help me up and let me know that you won't ever let me go.