Even If It Kills Me

I've got a lot of things I need to tell to you There's just too much for me to say I've got a lot of things I need to tell to youand I will, even if it kills me I've got a lot of hurt, I'm keeping to myself It's working on me every day I've got a lot of hurt, I'm keeping to myself'Cause I don't know how to share it I've got a lot of things I need to tell to you There's just too much for me to say I've got a lot of things I need to tell to youand I will, even if it kills me I've got so little time to be a better man I believe there's hell to pay I've got so little time to be a better manand I don't know how to use it Come to me when you're ready(I'd be there if I thought you'd really care)Come to me when you're ready(I'd be there if I knew you'd let me in)Come to me when you're ready(I'll be there if I thought I had a prayer)You know, sticks and stones may break my bonesbut living really scares me I've got a lot of things I need to tell to you There's just too much for me to say I've got a lot of things I need to tell to youand I will, even if it kills me But I can't, if you won't listen