Desperate You can't just leave me here, after all that we've been through. Don't you see that I would take a bullet, I would die for you. I won't let you leave, I will make you stay. I can't even tell you how many times I prayed, For you, to see that what we have is great. That what we have is brought by fate. I've said sorry so many times. So why are you treating me like I committed a crime. We can work it out. It's just a bump in the road. We can start over and just take it slow. But whatever happens, I can't let you go.