Scars on 45 - Don't say

I'm sick of the silence
I shake as I give my point of view
I'll wait till your head's locked
And trap the blame back on you
Why won't you believe me?
Because I keep staring at my shoes
I try and move closer
And open the floodgates locked on you

Baby, please
Don't say it won't get better
Don't say it all looks down
Don't say it can't get better
You scare me out of town You thinkin' it's easy
To go and give up, but don't give in
I'll crack if she leaves me
I'll squeeze her to death if we should win

Baby, please
Don't say it won't get better
Don't say it all looks down
Don't say it can't get better
You scare me out of town

I'm sick of the silence
Forget why I give my point of view