I can deal
I’m the last thought. I’m the third wheel, second, fourth thought. I’m your unpopular side dish of meat. I value you too much; you don’t value me as much as I you. I can deal. You’re not reading me right. Your not listening to the words I am spouting to you. Our signals are getting bunched up, cut, disassembled, and short-circuited. My body aches. I throw my hands up and try to catch the falling stars. Hopes and wishes come crashing down as acid rain. Stinging my skin, burning it…I’m disappearing. Soon you’ll be wondering what happened to me, but I’ll be too far-gone to reply.
I’m fighting by myself. You’re long gone, skipping your way along the yellow brick road, while I try and hold this awkward love. Show you I care by supplying you with my lifeline, my existence. Want to switch roles? See how it feels to be me. Heart beat, flutter, I’m drowning. This love is hard, long, and tiring. Giving you up feels wrong and right at the same time. I need you, but I know that I lived without you before, why not again? Lets mend this together. No excuses this time. I can’t mend your side and mine. I’m losing myself along this path. I’m exhausted with caring, close to giving up and not caring anymore. Don’t waste my time. Time is too precious to crumble up and throw away. We can stumble together or fall separately. I leave the ball in your court cause I’ve been holding on to it for far too long.
I’m fighting by myself. You’re long gone, skipping your way along the yellow brick road, while I try and hold this awkward love. Show you I care by supplying you with my lifeline, my existence. Want to switch roles? See how it feels to be me. Heart beat, flutter, I’m drowning. This love is hard, long, and tiring. Giving you up feels wrong and right at the same time. I need you, but I know that I lived without you before, why not again? Lets mend this together. No excuses this time. I can’t mend your side and mine. I’m losing myself along this path. I’m exhausted with caring, close to giving up and not caring anymore. Don’t waste my time. Time is too precious to crumble up and throw away. We can stumble together or fall separately. I leave the ball in your court cause I’ve been holding on to it for far too long.