Lying here alone and cold
Wondering where you are is driving me crazy.
One sad song after the next,
Do I miss you or just the thing you say and do?
How much of the wrong was I in?
I don't want to talk it over.
It is pointless
Hopeless.
Useless.
You don't want to talk it over.
One single tear from my eyes.
That would be to much for you.
Then again, maybe it would be just enough.
Try to get you back or lose you forever.
Is it my choice or yours?
You made up your mind and choose what to believe,
Not even talking to me about it.
Is this your way out or mine?
I can't be alone
Countless hours sitting by the phone
Realizing you never do call.
But maybe this once you finally will.
No. I'm right. I'm wrong.
How much more can I take?
If there is truly no more us,
Then fuck it.
I'll start moving on.