My Crime
I'll never understand you, damn you
You keep pulling my heart into you
I dedicated my comfort, I dedicated my time
I offered you the rest of my life
You ran away as if it were a crime
Did I love you too much or too little?
Was I falling off the edge or stuck in the middle?
If it's a crime to not be over you, make an arrest
I'm sorry I pulled out my heart from out my chest
I thought we'd have something that wouldn't die
Wanting me & loving me was your biggest lies
I know that we're moving on, but I'm still left behind
I won't forgive myself for what was my crime
Copyright © Yvette Bass | Year Posted 2006
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