damn you've got balls

So I wonder. How is it possible that people have such courage?

Even if the sun refused to shine
Even if romance ran out of rhyme
You'd still have my heart until the end of time

Where do people find such strength to utter such words? To write such songs? Do they not find themselves feeling as if they were lying? Lying if they couldn't fulfill the extravagant promises they set out?

Would not the resulting liability flowing from the breach of such a promise be horrendous and well-nigh impossible to pay, financed and re-financed through apology after apology?

Could they not see that such precious words, once bereft of the love it contained, be used as painful weapons against them? The very possibility of those terms, once an affirmation of love now instead filled with hate, being used against me, like so many bullets on a battlefield, scares me against ever using them.

Or perhaps it's only me that chooses to hide and minimize all risk of being hurt.