I Love You I Need Him

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Brooklyn</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I learned early in life to build walls around my heart.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>After my mother died.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Before my father went to jail.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>So when my boss hires a tall tattooed Irishman to work alongside me</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I vow to keep things professional.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Especially when I find out he's a widower.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But when my violent past threatens my future</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I find myself closer to Declan than I planned to be.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The walls around my heart are high...</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>but the arms around my body are strong.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And I've convinced myself he can save me from the coming storm.</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Declan</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I escaped New York for Tennessee to have a clean slate.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>From my vices.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>From my ghosts...</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But my new boss has the kind of eyes you can't look away from.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And the kind of laugh that threatens to pull you from the dark.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I tell myself I'm just being a good friend when I let her stay in my room.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But the lies we tell ourselves are the hardest to overcome.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My attempt at starting over has led me to my greatest fear.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Love can never make me weak again.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And I can't fall for a girl who looks like the sun when I'm the goddamn storm.</span></p><p></p>