I was supposed to be stonecold.
I was supposed to lock you out.
So why do I keep on letting you in?

And why does it hurt when it shouldn't?
Why can I still taste that bitter aftertaste?
Why didn't I just walk away when I had the chance?

It's simple really.
Because I need you.
Like a friend, if nothing else..
But it's turning into something nasty.

I need to do something, before it's too late.
Before I'm falling in to deep with you.

Before we cross that line...

Once again.