I Can't Write That

	I make my living with paper and pencil
	And an old guitar
	I use melody and words that rhyme
	To tug at other's hearts
	But mine is still too tender
	To put her on a page
	'cause I'd have to remember
	The day she went away
	I can't Write that, I'd have to sing it
	And if I sung it, I'd have to live it
	And if I lived it, it would kill me
	'cause she ain't ever comin' back
	And that's too sad, I can't write that
	I know memories last forever
	Whenever you put 'em in a song
	But I can't take the chance that this one would be a big one
	And they'd play it on and on
	'cause when it comes to her love
	I get choked up and break down
	These feelings are just to much
	to share with you right now
	I can't Write that, I'd have to sing it
	And if I sung it, I'd have to live it
	And if I lived it, it would kill me
	'cause she ain't ever comin' back
	And that's too sad, I can't write that
	She ain't ever comin' back and thats too sad
	I can't write that