Dilemma
In one hand I hold my future
I hold my lust and my new start
They coexist as some ultimate feeling
It's completely tearing me apart
In the other hand I hold my past
I hold my true love and thoughts
I miss her hair in my face
But I feel it's all for naught
In the first hand I hold a future
I hold a hope and a light and a gleam
It turns my stomach over again
She deserves better than me
In my other hand I hold my heart
I hold a promise to be happy forever
I wish I hadn't been so cruel
I wish I could have never hurt her
In one hand I have an angel
In the other I have a saint
I cannot choose between
What makes me love
What makes me smile
It's good to hear her voice though
When I do I get nervous
My tongue catches in my throat
Words that make me choke
I cannot decide...
In one hand I hold my future
I hold my lust and my new start
They coexist as some ultimate feeling
It's completely tearing me apart
In the other hand I hold my past
I hold my true love and thoughts
I miss her hair in my face
But I feel it's all for naught
In the first hand I hold a future
I hold a hope and a light and a gleam
It turns my stomach over again
She deserves better than me
In my other hand I hold my heart
I hold a promise to be happy forever
I wish I hadn't been so cruel
I wish I could have never hurt her
In one hand I have an angel
In the other I have a saint
I cannot choose between
What makes me love
What makes me smile
It's good to hear her voice though
When I do I get nervous
My tongue catches in my throat
Words that make me choke
I cannot decide...
