i'll make this slow and deliberate  and i will tell you  all the things that i've always wanted to  about all the nights and the memories  you're so hard to please  and you know that i won't hesitate  to say anything    and you want to believe me  i can see you hanging  on every empty word i say    reciting words that i don't mean  but meant to say  maybe i'm running out of chances  but that won't change a single thing because  i know exactly  all the words you need to hear  you're so hopeless and desperate