This place is a hole, but I don't want to go.
I wish we could stay here forever alone.
This time that we waste, but i still love your taste.
Don't let him take my place, don't just sit there.
A part of me really didn't want things to be done and wanted to stay with him forever. We wasted so much time together, but I enjoyed every minute wasted away with him. I didn't want anyone to take my place, but I knew things weren't going anywhere with us and that I couldn't sit there any longer.
Sometimes I wish you would leave me.
I'm not sick of you yet, is that as good as it gets,
I'll just hide it, or i could slip into you.
Its so easy to come back into you.
Like a drug, I was addicted to the love we had. I felt like I could never get sick of him, but at the same time, things weren't getting better. I kept hiding who I was, as it was easy to stay and do nothing than say something for fear of being let go of.
I stared for awhile, and waited for words,
Seen but not heard and struggled to try.
My tongue's turning black, but I'll take you back.
You're still the best more or less, I guess.
I guess.
Don't you leave me
For a while, I did stay, waiting for the words to come, struggling deep inside. I wasn't being treated the best, but I kept taking him back like it was no big deal. I didn't want him to leave me, yet I could already feel him drifting away.
It hurts me to say that it hurts me to stay.
And it might be alright if you go.
It hurts me to say that I want you to stay, but it might be alright if you go.
So leave me'
It really was hard to finally open up to him and let him know how I was feeling, but it had to be done. At the end of the day, all of the nights spent crying into my pillow case was only hurting myself and so, as much as I wanted him to stay, I knew that I had to let go of him and all that we had.
Sometimes I think that
The bitter in you, and the quitter in me, is the bitter in you and the quitter in me.
The bitter in you, and the quitter in me, is the better in you and the quitter in me.
The bitter in you, and the quitter in me, is better than the both of us.
I don't know how to explain these last few lines, but I guess things are better now that we are no longer in a relationship together.
More relationship reflections...
This place is a hole, but I don't want to go. I wish we could stay here forever alone. This time that we waste, but i still love your taste. Don't let him take my place, don't just sit there.
A part of me really didn't want things to be done and wanted to stay with him forever. We wasted so much time together, but I enjoyed every minute wasted away with him. I didn't want anyone to take my place, but I knew things weren't going anywhere with us and that I couldn't sit there any longer.
Sometimes I wish you would leave me. I'm not sick of you yet, is that as good as it gets, I'll just hide it, or i could slip into you. Its so easy to come back into you.
Like a drug, I was addicted to the love we had. I felt like I could never get sick of him, but at the same time, things weren't getting better. I kept hiding who I was, as it was easy to stay and do nothing than say something for fear of being let go of.
I stared for awhile, and waited for words, Seen but not heard and struggled to try. My tongue's turning black, but I'll take you back. You're still the best more or less, I guess. I guess. Don't you leave me
For a while, I did stay, waiting for the words to come, struggling deep inside. I wasn't being treated the best, but I kept taking him back like it was no big deal. I didn't want him to leave me, yet I could already feel him drifting away.
It hurts me to say that it hurts me to stay. And it might be alright if you go. It hurts me to say that I want you to stay, but it might be alright if you go. So leave me'
It really was hard to finally open up to him and let him know how I was feeling, but it had to be done. At the end of the day, all of the nights spent crying into my pillow case was only hurting myself and so, as much as I wanted him to stay, I knew that I had to let go of him and all that we had.
Sometimes I think that The bitter in you, and the quitter in me, is the bitter in you and the quitter in me. The bitter in you, and the quitter in me, is the better in you and the quitter in me. The bitter in you, and the quitter in me, is better than the both of us.
I don't know how to explain these last few lines, but I guess things are better now that we are no longer in a relationship together.
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