It wasn’t just the way I couldn’t keep my hands off her
It wasn’t just that in her image I found divinity
It wasn’t just that I could see her history through those eyes
It wasn’t just the taste my salvation on her lips
You make it very very hard
You make it so hard to hate myself
The way I have always loved
It wasn’t just the way she was a chance to be complete
It wasn’t just the way she lifted the ground so I could walk again
It wasn’t just the way she made it beat for the first time
It wasn’t just the way she made it beat for the last time
You make it very very hard
You make it so hard to hate myself
The way I have always loved
I’ve been thinking so much lately of my other half
Digging my heart of the soil in which it lies.
But my world is always falling, an endless occupation
No blessing could ever hide, behind this disguise
You make it very very hard
You make it so hard to hate myself
The way I have always loved