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i wish i knew
what to say.
because what good is a listener
when she can’t help you fix
the things that are going wrong?

the only thing i can do
is try to relate and let’s face it,
i can’t understand a thing you’re going through.

tell me what you need…
someone to hold you tight?
advice?
a distraction?

i’m here for you
however i can be
but it’s really goddamn difficult
when you won’t tell me what’s wrong.

remember that conversation we had
right after we made love
for the first time?
you said you build walls,
because it’s easier
than dealing with all that shit you’re holding back.

and it makes me sad,
because we’re both so broken and unsure
and i want to climb over that wall
and help you sort out all of the thoughts
and emotions you’ve boxed up.

because one of these days, baby,
that wall’s gonna collapse around you
and that will be so much worse
than taking care of things
one baby step at a time.

i already know you’re broken,
and i love you anyway.
baggage is painful
but it’s part of life.

we all have things we’d rather hide,
or box up and place in some dusty corner
of our minds,
but they don’t make us any less desirable
because sometimes it’s our flaws
that give us beauty.

i want to see the side of you
that no one else has seen,
the side you’re afraid to show
because it’s too dark, or too heavy,
too tainted.

i want to know you
like i know myself
because you mean the world to me,
and there isn’t a thing behind that wall
that will scare me off or chase me away.

i love you, plain and simple.
i’ve known that from the start.
and you couldn’t get rid of me
if you tried.

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i wish i knew
what to say.
because what good is a listener
when she can’t help you fix
the things that are going wrong?

the only thing i can do
is try to relate and let’s face it,
i can’t understand a thing you’re going through.

tell me what you need…
someone to hold you tight?
advice?
a distraction?

i’m here for you
however i can be
but it’s really goddamn difficult
when you won’t tell me what’s wrong.

remember that conversation we had
right after we made love
for the first time?
you said you build walls,
because it’s easier
than dealing with all that shit you’re holding back.

and it makes me sad,
because we’re both so broken and unsure
and i want to climb over that wall
and help you sort out all of the thoughts
and emotions you’ve boxed up.

because one of these days, baby,
that wall’s gonna collapse around you
and that will be so much worse
than taking care of things
one baby step at a time.

i already know you’re broken,
and i love you anyway.
baggage is painful
but it’s part of life.

we all have things we’d rather hide,
or box up and place in some dusty corner
of our minds,
but they don’t make us any less desirable
because sometimes it’s our flaws
that give us beauty.

i want to see the side of you
that no one else has seen,
the side you’re afraid to show
because it’s too dark, or too heavy,
too tainted.

i want to know you
like i know myself
because you mean the world to me,
and there isn’t a thing behind that wall
that will scare me off or chase me away.

i love you, plain and simple.
i’ve known that from the start.
and you couldn’t get rid of me
if you tried.