You can't tell can you?
That I'm reaching for your heart?
I'm on the edge of a branch,
Thin and ready to snap
Under the weight of my heart.
I would hold your hand
With nothing but pride
I would sit close to you
And easily call you mine.
I hate that I can't
And I hate that you don't know
But most of all I hate myself
For not loving you soon enough.
You have me so much
And it wasn't until I lost you
That I realized how much I loved you
How long I would have stayed with you.
I'm ok
No I'm not
But that's my mantra these days
I'm ok
I'm ok
I'm ok
He isn't mine
I don't need him
I don't have to love him
I'm ok
I'm ok
I'm ok
But really
Anyone can see
It's you that I need
And it's you that I'll love
You make me ok
You make me ok
You make me ok.