It's early... in the morning
I'm feeling about you again...
feeling sorry for me again.
I don't want that.
My eyes and bones
have just about had it.
I'm not as young
as I need to be.
I've really tried
but my hole
is getting deeper.
Like so many things,
I made it myself.
I was scared so many times ...
so much that I left it up to you.
I know the truth and how it was
It was never about me being true.
I did everything I could do.
I don't think you ever cared.
I don't think about it now...
how you wanted me somehow.
It wasn't about sharing
or how much it cost.
What about caring?
You didn't and I lost.
This morning I'm feeling
just like I did when I was with you.
I'm a man who gave it all and
you treated me like nothing.
I'm feeling real sorry for me.
What I did to you?
No, sorry for you...
how you needed to see.
Never wrong. That's how you see.
Whatever, I could never do enough.
Still nothing to you forever I'll be.
So simple cause nothing was for free.
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