Im sorry if your words arent enough to fill the holes in my chest. Put there by women and their wreckless promises that amounted to little more than a jest. To see if I'd buy in and give them my best. So im sorry that i can't buy in and give your mind rest But I've learned words mean nothing in a world where finding the best caption means more than a connection Im sorry that i didn't guard my heart and give it protection, and all that's left is a broken shard that still yearns for someone's affection So, anything less than a lifetime spent together and the sacred touch from you, my lover, laying at my death bed praying to God, I'll recover. Will make me believe you'll stay and i know it's not fair for me to say. So im sorry that I'll keep avoiding these words saying it'll be okay. For how could i ever tell you what I've written here today When I've been taught that it's not a mans place to say how he feels. But I've found it's the only thing that heals.