Don’t Make Me Believe

Where you go
Where you go I would follow
Over mountains
Fields and houses

And you have grown
Sure and slow all your secrets
Within my heart
So please
Don’t make me believe
If you don’t believe it
Don’t make me give
If you ain’t receiving
Don’t hang me from the highest rung
If you never plan to come for me

Wrong me not
Wrong me not, for I’m weary
I’ve known your kind
And I don’t have the time to be
Disarmed for a dead ending
So go on, make my day
If you really aren’t pretending

If I fall, would you follow behind?
Would I want those roaming eyes for mine?
Tell me, if you were free
Would desire still reach this degree?
Oh, baby

Don’t make me believe
If you don’t believe it
Don’t make me weep
If you ain’t worth keeping
Don’t hang me from the highest rung
If you never plan to come…

Don’t make me believe
If you don’t believe it
Don’t make me bleed
For no goddamn reason
My hopes are at the highest rung
So if you love another one
Then leave