Maybe I have a strange way of loving
I hesitate to dive head first into love
Not because I don't trust you
But, because I don't trust life
Life has a way of screwing everyone
And I don't think I can hold you tight enough
I'm a clumsy person and I don't know
How many my hand can slip
Before you're tired of hitting the ground
Maybe I have a strange way of loving
Because you see most people wouldn't question you
If they saw you through my eyes
I mean with every quirk you have I see perfection
And that, that scares me
Because perfection has a way of disappearing in life
And I'd crumble if life took you away from me for being perfect
Maybe I have a strange way of loving
Because if I was asked to choose between loving you and breathing
I'd choose breathing
Not because my love of life is more than my love for you
But because I can't bear the thought
Of putting you through the pain of my death
Maybe I have a strange way of loving
I'd rather you hate me and live
Than die knowing you'd follow right behind
Out of love for me
You see I love you so
I want to know you inside and out
And even though your mother probably knows you better
I like to believe we share secrets she doesn't know
Maybe I have a strange way of living
Because I love you so much it scares me
Your words and actions have effects on me that I can't ignore anymore
But maybe that's it
You have a strange way of loving too