Excuses, Excuses.Excuses, Excuses.
i don't want to smell like you
i don't want to taste your kiss
or feel the repetition of your fingertips
But I'm still deep in love, you see.
Oh, how I have tried to banish it.
This wrenching ache will not subside.
i don't want your heavy embrace
i don't want your quiet stares
or your soft whispers in the night
But I'm torn from who I used to be.
An animal now occupies my flesh.
I'm suffocating deep within my shame.
i don't want another second best
i don't want a timid hero's touch
or feeling like i'm just a dog's master
But I'm happily drowning in memory.
I'm smiling at the old pictures of him.
The tears flow, for I cannot stop them.
i don't want to hurt anyone else
i don't want to ruin my new chance
or destroy the present with the past
But I'm listening to his perfect voice.
He's like the shoulder angel I never had.
I refuse to deny the love I hold close.
i don't want to touch your hands
i don't want to feel your warmth
or hide i