This Last Line

Here in the corner of this room
I'm writing a song that ends too soon
This last line is going out to you, so I won't make this hard

'Cause I took your pictures of my wall
And I got your number but I won't call
These moments are slowing to a crawl, so I won't make this hard

And maybe you've gone too far? (maybe you've gone too far?)
And maybe you've got the scars now? (maybe you've got the scars now?)
That make me tough enough to make it through
And maybe I'm not that strong? (maybe I'm not that strong?)
Maybe you don't belong? (maybe you don't belong?)
I guess that time will tell what I can do

And I took the words inside my head (inside my head)
And I wrote them down for you instead (you instead)
'Cause some things are better left unsaid, so I wont make this hard

And maybe you've gone too far? (maybe you've gone too far?)
And maybe you've got the scars now? (maybe you've got the scars now?)
That make me tough enough to make it through
And maybe I'm not that strong? (maybe I'm not that strong?)
Maybe you don't belong? (maybe you don't belong?)
I guess that time will tell what I can do

I am on your side, when there's nowhere left to hide
I am on your side...

Maybe you've gone too far?
Maybe you've got the scars now, that make me tough enough to make it through
And maybe I'm not that strong? Maybe you don't belong?
I guess that time will tell what I can do

And maybe you've gone too far? (maybe you've gone too far?)
And maybe you've got the scars now? (maybe you've got the scars now?)
That make me tough enough to make it through
And maybe I'm not that strong? (maybe I'm not that strong?)
Maybe you don't belong? (maybe you don't belong?)
I guess that time will tell what I can do

Here in the corner of this room
I'm writing a song that ends too soon
This last line is going out to you, I won't make this hard