I'm A Jerk

How many times are we standing,
on the edge of a break-through?
And if there's nothing to hold on to
maybe we don't have anything at all,
but I couldn't leave you.
Maybe I'm too afraid to be alone,
'cause I can't survive if I am on my own.
If we fall down
and the strains between us
get to be too much?
I still think we should keep intouch
If you'll forgive me,
I'm not afraid to admit I was wrong.