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[thisisthefall]

I have to be honest
My sad songs aren't about you.
I've been through a lot now,
More than I wanted to go through.
I thought it'd be normal,
I thought it'd be alright if I tried,
But the truth is it was always too hard,
The truth is you've wounded me inside.
I don't think you see it,
How I disbelieve it.
I think you're waiting for some resurrection;
You don't see the lack of connection.
Why is it when I say I'm done,
It's never good enough for anyone?
They always want just a little more,
Think their cause is worth fighting for.
I'm tired of the daily fight,
I'm tired of the sleepless nights,
I'm tired of everything
You shifted from you to me.
I guess you may hate me now,
As if I deserve it somehow,
Maybe for trying too hard to be
The one you could always believe.
I'm not worth believing in,
I'm never giving in,
The line has been drawn and I
Refuse to cross it again.
You didn't apologize,
Or try to deny you'd lied,
And that made me die inside,
That made me realize,
You're truly no good for me,
You just want to take away,
All of the love in me,
It's turning to apathy.
Why shouldn't I turn my back?
Why must I make up for what you lack?
I take back my promises,
For the lies that you never meant;
I'm not just some stupid toy,
And you're not the fallen boy.
You're just an actor,
Or a game I refuse to play.
Just look at it from my way,
And ask yourself why would I stay?
I wish you all the best,
Hope you can beat the past,
But I'm never coming back.
Guess you should've thought of that
A little bit sooner,
But I guess you live and you learn.
Now it's someone else's turn,
I'm watching the bridges burn,
I guess I lived, I learned.
I hope my sympathy,
Was worth all you drained from me,
And drama filled yesterdays
Were worth pushing me away.