If If I’d known a year ago what I know now I wouldn’t have let time pass I’d have stood up straight and brandished my sword Not drink from a poisoned flask If I’d seen somehow the aftermath Of a few choice actions and words I’d have changed my opinion and held you to me Not flinched and run away when it hurt If I’d heard before, the haunting calls That beckoned you to finally leave I’d have covered your ears, and tried my best To distract them from all that was unreal If I’d truly known what I was saying When I said it’ll all be alright Maybe it wouldn’t have turned out so bad If I’d prepared us for the fight If I’d cared more about how you’d feel When the brutal day turned into night I would’ve told you truths, and how much I loved you Instead of whispering honey-coated lies If you had bothered to actually say What you really felt about me Maybe I wouldn’t have been so cold When you finally decided to reach If I’d grasped the hand that was flung out In a desperate cry for help I have an idea that we would’ve gotten through We would’ve thrown the cards to be dealt If I had a chance to make it all up I don’t know what I’d do All I know is that I’ll do my best I’ll do my best for you If I was told your heart’s desire I’d cross forests and fields I’d melt the ice, and thaw your heart I’d fight your battles, soak up your tears If I was given a choice in it all I’d have probably not have changed one bit For fear of what your reaction would be When you find out just what I did
It never fails to impress me, great work biatch. (I had to add a profanity, the sentence was too...blegh)