"If a bitter heart could talk"

She has the number for love yet shes calling very low/fearing fast movements she adjust her speed 2 fallin very slow/and in front her heart is somethin like the wall of jericho

her heart is talkin 2 her screaming "I need protection" and she replies back like "but I need affection"!/Givin birth 2 her emotions shes bout to concieve depression/her wall is 2 big for her 2 see that he's a blessing/ desperate for a new chapter but her heart is like reread the lesson

but heart is sayin stop bein a foo/she says this scene is new/but heart says we already seen this too,come clean this womb/im still open and bleeding too/but she hoping his slaight Is straight clean and new/cuz days r looking sunny,tho she use to when things is blue/but this wall is so tall she couldn even let jesus thru,and hes the truth!

In her attempt to protect her heart her protectection converts to prison,prison,prison,prison/hes tryin to make bail,thru it he takes hell cuz she cant escape jail eyes covered with great scales cant see what he is,she jus sees what he isnt,isnt,isnt

"this aint living"love is got her lookin up but heart just aint risen/he's telling her I am but her heart is screamin" this aint different"

/but yet hes climing the wall/after her heart like this giant a fall/while his heart starts talkin to him like"she aint tryin at all/and thas wats definin his fall

cuz the more she gets into him the bigger the wall grows/but he figures she raw gold/not minding the jaw blows,cuz he sees her as Gods rose/

But God knows,that this wall aint breakin/and his heart is throwin white flags like thats all im takin

hes tried wit a relentless persistence thru distance and all out patience/shes sayin in due time but hes bout to fall out waiting/

he cant break in,and in her prison she cant break out/her heart givn her narrowed vision she cant see hes the escape route

her heart forever a scare will neva repair/home wont be a home and chair never a chair

heart asking her daily why u keepin hurting me? pleease stop/hes what the wind blew in but breeze stopped

over and over he said he'd heal you but he's not/dont trust him dont believe the love he says he's got

what?"love"nall jus like the last one the love wasnt real/he just said it was to use us for a buzz and a thrill

he say he's not like the rest head on right but no he doesnt jus chill/her soul hungers for love but heart is sayn he wasnt the meal

he wasnt foreal" and he's like her bags are to heavy to carry/she a never be ready to marry

her heart is her own cemetary/look at how many good men she burried

a prisoner of her own fear and trapped by her own guard in her penetenuary/DaPoint is If a bitter heart cud talk its lanuage would speak obituary!