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monday morning is too early for tears. definitely not the way to start my week. this is already do hard. it hurts just to see him. its going to be tough. but i'm strong. and i can withold. and I WILL. i finally saw him for the friend he really is over this last week. and its time for a change. it saddens me to see him, to not act the way we used to, but it will be for the best. the bottom line is, i'll never be good enough for him. so its time to start putting all of my time and energy into something else. i know everyone around me has been telling me this for so long. and i appreciate your patience. it was just something that couldnt be absorbed. i had to figure it all out on my own. and i have. dont you worry a bit. christy and i talked about it for a long time at the pig roast.
its all over now.
On a Sunday I'll think it through.
On the drive back I'll think it through.
What you wish for won't come true.
Live with that.
On a Sunday she thought it through.
Now as I drive back, there's thiry-six less hours I have to change
the course I send myself.
Live with that.
On a Sunday go once around.
Because when the rides done, the hopes that you have carried,
they fall out from your hands back to the ground.
Live with that.
its all over now.
On a Sunday I'll think it through.
On the drive back I'll think it through.
What you wish for won't come true.
Live with that.
On a Sunday she thought it through.
Now as I drive back, there's thiry-six less hours I have to change
the course I send myself.
Live with that.
On a Sunday go once around.
Because when the rides done, the hopes that you have carried,
they fall out from your hands back to the ground.
Live with that.