Nail - Law

One desperate morning in a desperate week

You stand before me can磘 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