Making The Most

You tell me how great it's going to be

But deep down you know you can't be with me

So what do you build me up with hope for?

It does me no good to have faith in a photo

I'm holding you close, but you're pushing away

So I'm making the most of this misery

'Cause I can't take you home

But I won't leave you alone

While I can hold you close

I won't let you go

Well I want you to know that this is torture

And it's damaging me forever, for sure

I know you're afraid to be discovered

But nothing can stop determined lovers. Yeah.

I'm holding you close, while you're pushing away

So I'm making the most of this misery

'Cause I can't take you home

But I won't leave you alone

While I can hold you close

I won't let you go