| Such confidence | |
| To think that you can make me happy | |
| Such courage | |
| To dare to even try | |
| Such rare determination | |
| To always do your best to hide | |
| The despair in your eyes | |
| It's too much | |
| My love is suffocating in your clutch | |
| Because it's too much | |
| It's too much | |
| The lips that used to tremble at your touch | |
| Have had too much | |
| Such ignorance | |
| To think that | |
| I could run from my doubts | |
| I'm so stupid | |
| To think I'm in control | |
| Such childish impatience | |
| To tell myself | |
| I'm ready | |
| When I know that | |
| I'm not It's too much | |
| My love is suffocating in your clutch | |
| Because it's too much | |
| It's too much | |
| The lips that used to tremble at your touch | |
| Have had too much | |
| It's a fine line | |
| Between your heart and mine | |
| All these empty words we hide behind | |
| It's a fine line | |
| Between almost and enough | |
| We cross the line to see what we're made of | |
| It's too much | |
| My love is suffocating in your clutch | |
| Because it's too much | |
| It's too much | |
| The lips that used to tremble at your touch | |
| Have had too much |