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