(Michael Weston King)

She is still my weakness
And I can’t help but be concerned
She is still my weakness
And I still hurt when someone hurts her

Maybe you should draw a veil over her
Maybe you should just let the past stay where it is
But that’s your weakness

She is still my weakness
And she only has to say the word
And as God’s my witness
I swear that I could fall down for her

Maybe you should just give it one more try
I never really knew why you said goodbye to her
Your weakness

Your weakness is a strength some say
But everything about this face cries pity, oh pity
When we’re apart she can’t see
What her absence does to me
It’s not pretty, oh not pretty
But she is still my weakness

Maybe I should draw a veil over her
Maybe you should just let the past stay where it is
But that’s my weakness