You said you give it a month
Before you push away
Well then, I've given more than enough
There's not much more to say.
You may not know who I write about next
But you know that this one is for you
It may be the last time I put thoughts of you in text
I fought, I tried, only so much I can do...
You never put yourself all in
But you expected that from me
I don't think you even listen
To what the underlying theme might be...
This once was a story
That didn't know how to end
Nothing of guts and glory
But breaking my back to bend...
This is where the story
May find it's way to end
Your careless hands don't feel me
So let's just not pretend.
Before you push away
Well then, I've given more than enough
There's not much more to say.
You may not know who I write about next
But you know that this one is for you
It may be the last time I put thoughts of you in text
I fought, I tried, only so much I can do...
You never put yourself all in
But you expected that from me
I don't think you even listen
To what the underlying theme might be...
This once was a story
That didn't know how to end
Nothing of guts and glory
But breaking my back to bend...
This is where the story
May find it's way to end
Your careless hands don't feel me
So let's just not pretend.