Premonitions Coming True
I don't know if this is the time. This is it, isn't it?
This is when I run when I'm supposed to stay.
I'm supposed to stick it out. If I stick it out, things will get better.
Things will be the best.
Better than they've ever been.
Better than I could ever dream of.
But what if I'm tired of sticking it out?
What if I'm tired of waiting for things to get better?
What if I just want things to be better now?
This is it.
It's waiting right around the corner.
I need to be patient.
I'll be patient.
But this will be the last time.
Next time I will forgive you, and I will forget you.
Next time is what I said the time before.
At what point am I just the dumb bitch?
I feel like that point passed a long time ago.
I realize this and yet here I stay.
I'm a dumb bitch but at least I'm smart enough to realize it.
I don't know where I'm going with this.
It's not the action that gets to me.
It's what the action represents.
It represents that you're still in the past. You still think about the past, you still care about the past, perhaps fantasize about what if? I don't know.
I know that I've moved on from my past. I don't think about it. I don't wonder about it.
I think about the present and I think about the future. I think about our future. Together.
I feel like you can't think about the future if your mind is in the past.
I feel like you need the attention. The self-esteem boost. I feel like you used to be a huge flirt and it comes out when you've had too much to drink.
You like the attention. I've seen it. I bet that's how you used to live your life.
I wish I gave you the attention and self-esteem boost you needed.
I wish I was enough.
I also feel like you think I'll always be here. Which is why I'm the dumb bitch.
I'm too dumb to leave.
I said next time the last time.
It's easy to stay.
But it's easy to leave.
It's harder to stay. To work through this..
I just want you to care about me like I care about you.
You say you do, but if you did, none of this would've happened.
I used to think you were it. You were the one. The last one. The only one.
Now, I don't know.
And I'm just waiting for you to call me.
I won't say anything.
I'll keep it to myself.
Keep my tongue tied and my mouth shut.
Keep my feelings, doubts, worries all wrapped up.
But I know you'll know.
I know you'll feel it.
The winds of change are blowing.
Will I set sail or stay anchored?
Only time will tell.
This is when I run when I'm supposed to stay.
I'm supposed to stick it out. If I stick it out, things will get better.
Things will be the best.
Better than they've ever been.
Better than I could ever dream of.
But what if I'm tired of sticking it out?
What if I'm tired of waiting for things to get better?
What if I just want things to be better now?
This is it.
It's waiting right around the corner.
I need to be patient.
I'll be patient.
But this will be the last time.
Next time I will forgive you, and I will forget you.
Next time is what I said the time before.
At what point am I just the dumb bitch?
I feel like that point passed a long time ago.
I realize this and yet here I stay.
I'm a dumb bitch but at least I'm smart enough to realize it.
I don't know where I'm going with this.
It's not the action that gets to me.
It's what the action represents.
It represents that you're still in the past. You still think about the past, you still care about the past, perhaps fantasize about what if? I don't know.
I know that I've moved on from my past. I don't think about it. I don't wonder about it.
I think about the present and I think about the future. I think about our future. Together.
I feel like you can't think about the future if your mind is in the past.
I feel like you need the attention. The self-esteem boost. I feel like you used to be a huge flirt and it comes out when you've had too much to drink.
You like the attention. I've seen it. I bet that's how you used to live your life.
I wish I gave you the attention and self-esteem boost you needed.
I wish I was enough.
I also feel like you think I'll always be here. Which is why I'm the dumb bitch.
I'm too dumb to leave.
I said next time the last time.
It's easy to stay.
But it's easy to leave.
It's harder to stay. To work through this..
I just want you to care about me like I care about you.
You say you do, but if you did, none of this would've happened.
I used to think you were it. You were the one. The last one. The only one.
Now, I don't know.
And I'm just waiting for you to call me.
I won't say anything.
I'll keep it to myself.
Keep my tongue tied and my mouth shut.
Keep my feelings, doubts, worries all wrapped up.
But I know you'll know.
I know you'll feel it.
The winds of change are blowing.
Will I set sail or stay anchored?
Only time will tell.