It wasn’t just the way I couldn’t keep my hands off her It wasn’t just that in her image I found divinity It wasn’t just that I could see her history through those eyes It wasn’t just the taste my salvation on her lips
You make it very very hard You make it so hard to hate myself The way I have always loved
It wasn’t just the way she was a chance to be complete It wasn’t just the way she lifted the ground so I could walk again It wasn’t just the way she made it beat for the first time It wasn’t just the way she made it beat for the last time
You make it very very hard You make it so hard to hate myself The way I have always loved
I’ve been thinking so much lately of my other half Digging my heart of the soil in which it lies. But my world is always falling, an endless occupation No blessing could ever hide, behind this disguise
You make it very very hard You make it so hard to hate myself The way I have always loved