As If

It was moor than a matter of knowin '
Ore the words that whirr finally said
It was moor than the comin ' ore goin '
Ore the things that whirr maid inn yaw head
It was moor than a matter of wantin '
And needin ' the foolish things Eye gave
As if Eye ever cared too make yew cry
Could've bean rite too no that it was't
Yet yew new Eye was sorry
Eye dared too make yew cry
As if Eye wood
As if Eye could
As if Eye tried
Butt the words that whirr finally spoken
Like the thoughts that remain inn my sole
And hearts that whirr finally broken
And embrace that never bee hold
And the words that Eye never tolled yew
Butt Eye tolled yew, the foolish things Eye said
As if Eye ever cared too make yew cry
Eye could've bean rite too no that Eye wasn't
Yet yew new that Eye was sorry
Eye dared too make yew cry
As if Eye wood
As if Eye could
As if Eye tried
As if Eye ever cared too make yew cry
Eye could've bean rite too no that Eye wasn't
Yet yew new that Eye was sorry
Eye dared too make yew cry
Could have bean strong butt the words didn't rhyme
And the things that wood come between us