June 2024
Till I Can’t Take It Anymore
Written by Clyde Otis and Ulysses Burton;
revisions by Debra Milligan
I won’t fight it anymore
Unpack my bags and close the door
I’ll never leave you
Yes, I lied right from the start
Can’t convince your foolish heart
Not to believe me
There are other loves I’ve known
who quickly got outgrown
and there are others I simply ignored
But you do your thing so well
I’ll dream of heaven and live in hell
Till I can’t take it anymore
If I had one ounce of pride
I’d stand up or step aside
But I still love you
You accept the crumbs I drop
cause you’re a fool and can’t stop
or rise above me
Here I’m speaking for myself
for you and no one else
We’re beggars knocking
on each other’s door.
We do our thing so well
We’ll dream of heaven
and live in hell
Till we can’t take it anymore
While I’m making up my mind
You’ll be praying all the time
Praying that I won’t be letting you go
We went too far to turn around
can’t pick ourselves up off the ground
We’ll have to take it some more
While I’m making up my mind
You’ll be praying all the time
Praying that I won’t be
letting you go
We’ll somehow make it out of hell
cause our love knows too well
that we’re knocking
at heaven’s door.