The Love That I Give
Where the hell can I go where they don't know your name?
Where can I catch a break from the letters that arrange themselves to spell out my pain?
Even home knows it well 'cause I just can't catch a clue
Even though I am beaten down, I'm still proud of and talk about you
I'm still proud of and talk about you
I'm no stranger to hurt, but I'm a stranger to this
Oh, this regret, and this torment, and ache, but in turn, I am proud of the love that I give
I am proud of the love that I give
And I'll let myself heal in the morning, but for now I can't breathe anymore
Next time that you leave, give a warning, or at least say goodbye at the door
I just don't want you to hate me, and I don't want our story to end
It doesn't have to be easy, but at least never leave as a friend
I stripped all the wood from the cabinets, and I broke down the glass chandelier
It left a bad scar when the glass hit, but I'll keep it as a souvenir
I can't scrape myself from the memories, and I won't burn this house to the ground
'Cause even after all, after everything, I'd still bleed out to have you around
I'd still bleed out to have you around
Where can I catch a break from the letters that arrange themselves to spell out my pain?
Even home knows it well 'cause I just can't catch a clue
Even though I am beaten down, I'm still proud of and talk about you
I'm still proud of and talk about you
I'm no stranger to hurt, but I'm a stranger to this
Oh, this regret, and this torment, and ache, but in turn, I am proud of the love that I give
I am proud of the love that I give
And I'll let myself heal in the morning, but for now I can't breathe anymore
Next time that you leave, give a warning, or at least say goodbye at the door
I just don't want you to hate me, and I don't want our story to end
It doesn't have to be easy, but at least never leave as a friend
I stripped all the wood from the cabinets, and I broke down the glass chandelier
It left a bad scar when the glass hit, but I'll keep it as a souvenir
I can't scrape myself from the memories, and I won't burn this house to the ground
'Cause even after all, after everything, I'd still bleed out to have you around
I'd still bleed out to have you around
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Writer(s): Samantha Mckaige
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