It's an uphill battle from here, and you're making it easy to get over you believe me. Just forget my face as I've done yours.
The water's under the bridge, but the bridge has crumbled. The water is cold around my ankles.
We could converse, but sorry I've got my hands full.
For so long now.
Maybe it's my fault but then, you're begging for mercy again.
My mind's made up.
Old habits have a habit of being way to hard to break.
You pull me in, and I begin to rethink the choices that I've made.
So many damn moments we have wasted.
You're still playing the same damn games, and you swore you'd fucking change.
Will we even sound any good in a story, coz right now I don't feel like writing any of this down.
I won't ever sleep, till I get a grip on the situation.
You can't handle me, that's why I avoid the conversation.