|
The feeling starts to sink in, |
|
But it's beginning to rust, |
|
Still hanging onto the things that we discussed, |
|
But the point that was made isn't said and done... |
|
Now the sun shines so bright, but it won't shine for you, |
|
You remind me of rain in July |
|
And the gloom that I felt for a year, |
|
And the clouds are always shaped just like you |
|
But there's a parting light... |
|
I always told you that someday |
|
I would be packing my bags and I would be on my way, |
|
You always laughed in my face, |
|
And made the world seem so grey, |
|
Lay in the bed that you made |
|
So I can finally say that I'm fine, |
|
You can just say "whatever," |
|
I won't change my mind 'cuz I know that I'm better off, |
|
But I am cursed with a staircase wit, |
|
Always find the words when it's too late to let them slip |
|
Don't judge me on my bad habits, |
|
I could pick out every flaw of yours, |
|
And unearth all your imperfections. |
|
Beneath the surface I have seen, |
|
The ugly truth behind the beauty queen... |
|
Held it back, |
|
Lost the nerve, |
|
Was too scared to talk when you gave me your hand |
|
And you gave me your heart, |
|
When you should have kept it to yourself |
|
You should have kept it to yourself, |
|
I wish you'd kept it to yourself |
