Such confidence
To think that you can make me happy
Such courage
To dare to even try
Such rare determination
To always do your best to hide
The despair in your eyes
Itâs too much
My love is suffocating in your clutch
Because itâs too much
Itâs too much
The lips that used to tremble at your touch
Have had too much
Such ignorance
To think that I could run from my doubts
Iâm so stupid
To think Iâm in control
Such childish impatience
To tell myself Iâm ready
When I know that Iâm not
Itâs too much
My love is suffocating in your clutch
Because itâs too much
Itâs too much
The lips that used to tremble at your touch
Have had too much
Itâs a fine line
Between your heart and mine
All these empty words we hide behind
Itâs a fine line
Between almost and enough
We cross the line to see what weâre made of
Itâs too much
My love is suffocating in your clutch
Because itâs too much
Itâs too much
The lips that used to tremble at your touch
Have had too much