Lyrics Annabel - 49 Winchester

I could never think correctly, and you could never show your heart
I was set in my ways, and you wanted to change, and we both fell apart
You wanted a man to marry, and I could never get past my sin
It was all just so strange, I was halfway deranged
Pretty much the same shape I'm in now
But I need you if I'm gonna make it through this hell, Annabel

Your benevolent way and manor, my sickly gushy heart
You wanted for me to heal
But I just tried to conceal it all right from the start
"Keep it honest and open", that's what you always said
But what's a man to do when he don't know the truth
And he lives inside his own head now?
But I need you if I'm gonna make it through this hell

And I guess I'll just give it a shot now
Try to make it on my own
But God, it just feels like a letdown
That this house just ain't our home
Ain't our home

But I need you if I'm gonna make it through this hell
I need you if I'm gonna make it through this hell
I need you if I'm gonna make it through this hell
Annabel