The Note - Swingin Utters

Finding fault is never easy,

Least of all when it’s allways yours,

Just a fragment of a broken will,

And a sentance from a note left on the floor,

I never told you that i wouldn’t leave you,

I only said i couldn’t go on,

A stoic manner begets a fever,

Whitch boils inside my dormant heart,#

A lack of action betrays a purpose,

That’s fueled me from the very start,

I never told you that i wouldn’t leave you,

I only said i couldn’t hold on, and on, and on,

I never told you that i wouldn’t hold you,

I said i couldn’t hold on,

A fleeting moment in my lifetime creates,

A memory that will never fade,

A change in passion much more than scenery,

Creates a life that is never staid,

I never told you that i wouldn’t leave you,

I only said i couldn’t hold on, and on, and on,

I never told you that i wouldn’t hold you,

I said i couldn’t hold on,

But you never really wanted to know,

I never told you that i wouldn’t hold you,

I said i couldn’t hold on,