Sometimes I think I loved you too much,

So much that it scared me.

So much that it scarred me.

So much that I suffocated.

But you, you always breathed easy,

Like loving me was easy,

God, you made it look easy.

Sometimes I think our truth was too much.

So much that the first time you told it I ran—

too far, to fast, and fell away from you.

But you took my struggles in stride,

Like loving me was easy,

And I wore you down, like leaving you was easy.

But tonight I want you to hold me to stop me—

To fight me, to beat out our doubt till our hearts turn black and blue.

So, forgive me, like it’s not a lie,

And love me like it doesn’t hurt,

‘Cause if you do, I’ll come back to you easy,

And love you hard until you’ll believe me,

And I’ll make it look easy.

God, I’ll make it look easy.