Rock and a hard place

You've been breezing in and out like windy weather,

I pretend that it's okay,

And we sit there all alone, together,

Trying desperately to think of nothing to say;

Do you ever find, we only seem to hate the ones we love?

Bind them with our toughest chains...

Do you ever find, his body's here, but his heart has been caught,

Between a rock and a hard place.

He's afraid to hear the truth be spoken,

So he stays away from me,

And we rely on the curse, of plastic conversation;

Does he not want the treasures I have for him?

Do you ever find, we only seem to bother hating the ones we love?

Tear them down to save some face!

Do you ever find, we only seem to put the ones we love,

Between a rock and a hear place...

If I tell him no, will he pack his bags and go?

Will I be feeding him to the lion's den?

If I let him stay, pretend everything is okay,

Am I worthy of a mill stone..?

Do you ever find, we only seem to hate the ones we love?

Tear them down to save some face!

Do you ever find, his body's here,

But his heart has been caught

Between a rock and a hard place,

Between a rock and a hard place.

Shell xx