Isabelle (Demo Version)

Now it's just you two
 In a world of poems and paintings
 I guess this means I'm through
 It also means I'm breaking
 But, Isabelle, what can I do
 If I'm caught in him, this man you love?
 And Isabelle what can I do
 If his strong hands make it hard to shove him away?
 And I know it's hard to picture it up here
 In your tobacco strewn back yard
 And it is kinda tiresome to keep an eye on him
 Just look what he's done so far
 But, Isabelle, what can I do?
 The last thing I need is to end up askew
 And, Isabelle, what can I do?
 The prophets make it difficult
 Isabell, what can I do
 In the few weeks time you're out of sight?
 And, Isabelle, what can I do
 Just because it feels alright?
 And the grounds already hard where its been dug in
 I've gone this way too many times
 But the pit keeps going deeper and I'm not turning back
 So, Isabelle, try to understand
 I know just what to say
 But it's incorrect to say it
 How do I break it to him?
 The death of one is staying
 And all I think of now
 Is a way to get under and a way to get out
 So, Isabelle, what can I do
 With the knife pain it's causing you?