Sober کے بول

I have tried so hard to feel much more for her than nothing Wouldn't it be nice if I pretended that I care? I can promise her a life of wonderful perfection I can promise her that I will lead her from despair Come the day and I'll be over And I will leave her all alone Will I stay? Will I stay sober? Or just bottle all my shame? She Drags me under Pulls me over Now I'm sober She I don't want her any more I don't need her any more So I leave her, standing at the door... When I look at her a creeping guilt lies in my lusting Does she realise just what she's doing to herself? I can promise her a life of wonderful perfection I can promise her that I will lead her from despair Come the day and I'll be over And I will leave her all alone Will I stay? Will I stay sober? Or just bottle all my shame? She Drags me under Pulls me over Now I'm sober She I don't want her any more I don't need her anymore So I leave her, standing at the door...