what do I owe to be loved walking in the cold thinking of knocked on your door, you put me on the floor tossing me a pillow to soften the blows taken so long ago you asked me "what I came here for"? I scratch my head really I don't know I do know you don't want me around too many shades of being down, I know I said that, I always say "I'll pay you back" knowing that your kind of kindness, was always an act, truth is, I meant that I have not been able to get up off the tracks long enough to standup since I told you that, even though my life has been ripped yes indeed, please believe I am torn, I am still worth fighting for, I did not come here to fight, don't want to war with you about past issues, I just want to know one thing... what do I owe to be loved