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 that's too sad
 I can't write that