I'm no more than a friend, girlnI can see that you need morenMy boots are on my feet nownMy bag is by the doornnAnd the love and the attentionnThat you need and ask me fornAre weakened by my actions nAnd lies that I have toldnnI'm scared to think that I've abandoned younI'd like to say that I'm a faithful man but it may not be truennAnd my heart is like a mason'snHands of weathered skinnEach scar makes it hardernFor me to hurt againnnI'm scared to think that I've abandoned younI'd like to say that I'm a faithful man but it may not be truennGabriella, the things that I tell yanAre all meant to help yanAre they working outnHave I gone, have I gone and failed yanGabriella, have I let you down?nnGabriella, the things that I tell yanAre all meant to help yanAre they working outnHave I gone, have I gone and failed yanGabriella, have I let you down?