When tempers flare,
And you lose control,
You lose your world,
And half your soul.
You didn't mean what you did,
Doesn't matter, it's fate.
Things happen for a reason...
You only hope it's not too late.
You'd be willing to give up,
Everything you've ever known,
Just to get back the love
You've both shared and helped grow.
You ask yourself, "Why"?
"Why'd I let myself go?"
"I used to be so strong...
Used to have such control..."
But love makes you crazy,
Not always a good thing...
You don't know where you're going...
Don't know what to think.
So now in conclusion,
I hope I find what to do.
I need to get on the road...
That leads back to you...
...I love you...