Choking Up

These bottled nerves Ground my thoughts in wonder if I ever will be heard Well f*ck it all Becomes the grandest stories with liquid courage served Words won't come out My mouth's always broken As I stutter through these hurdles that occupy my tongue I play the fool And misconstrue these feelings I've always had for you Like clockwork my stomach turns Knowing that I'll relive every missed opportunity No looking back Regret's the heavy anchor, key to drowning in the past I'm looking up Fingers crossed next time all the words will come out