Burden کے بول

This is enough now Says the shape of your brow The salts on your cheeks And the way that you're looking down I know that you know Why you were not still first From the depths of my heart I really hope that you're the last I know this means more than the truth Would have had I not held on to the tricks For so long What should have been a simple yes or no For you has become something That you can't stop Now you're carrying the weights of Mistakes and notions That were not thought through And I'm sorry for the burden Of lessons I would not have without you I saw this picture Long before it was drawn Does that mean I should have never walked Through your bedroom door? This potion past not Long after it was born Does that mean you could live on Without the cure?