<h1>In The Unlikely Event...</h1>

When you told me you loved him, I think that I died

I choked on my tears, and I swallowed my pride

Your knife-edge words, they cut into my heart

And now I am racing around and I’m back at the start...

A simple hello would not waste my time

But each sentence is strained and strung on a line

And I won’t telephone you, because of a whim

Because I know you won’t answer because I’m not him

Be true

Say the words

What does he have that I don’t?

Say true

Would love hurt?

What would he do that I won’t?

Now I’m kicking the miles, and I have holes in my shoes

Every song on the radio reminds me of you

I’m not looking for answers, because I don’t want the truth

I want your confession, but I don’t need the proof

Be true

Say the words

What does he have that I don’t?

Say true

Would love hurt?

What would he do that I won’t?

I don’t need convincing, I’ve worn out my stay

My sun has set, there’s only night now for my day

Your words are excuses, none of them true

No, I know I’m not happy... but neither are you

Be true

Oh, my heart

Why does this have to be so hard?

Say true

Does love hurt?

Why do I twist the knife in my heart?

When you told me you loved him, I think that I died

I choked on my tears, and I swallowed my pride...