I could play symphonies on your heartstrings-
while singing you all those pretty nothings
Topple the mountains and then part the sea,
destroy all obstacles between you and me
Pledge my allegiance to only your throne,
burn all your enemies to ash and bone
Of all these things that I could do or say,
I could never make you meet me halfway
There is no life in clinging to what's dead-
and some things are just better left unsaid.
