Sometimes I knew that I was in love with you Sometimes it helps to give a warning when you've had enough When we've had enough we should say so and be done with it But beating it to death is the way we like to handle it In a way I thought we could do no wrong If things had worked out If we'd had it out We'd get along now Giving in to fate is the road you take when you give it up Living in a state where there's nothing you can do to help I know you often told me, your voice it sits inside me It's like a constant ringing, I think you're out to kill me The love we thought we had shared is something that was out there We did have something going, it just was going nowhere Been meaning to relate to the person who is meant to Give me the words to live by and maybe some to die to