Nail
One desperate morning in a desperate week
You stand before me canç£˜ you see I'm in need
Words are so crazy and I want to wash
Away the pain from my insistence

See , you could never lie
What are you gonna try ?
See , you could never run
Love - things, they have to come

What is this life for, I just want to seek
For something special I refuse to speak (about)
Loaded up rifle in my hands might break
That kind of love and maybe me

After all you said to me - I hope I am released
Care for your agony and go to make your aims be real
But the one I tried to keep has gone away