I'm so sick of all this, Why does it always have to be me who gets the short end of the stick? I'm done being the nice guy, My sense of morals hasn't changed but my tolerance of you has died, I won't be young forever, My aching back and bloodshot eyes are catching up on me, I'm older that I thought i'd be, And I realised that, what I gave up, Was everything I never needed to see, But if theres one thing that I'm sure of, It's when you left to find yourself, I ended up back where I started, And found you sitting alone.
I won't stick around I've had enough, It's too late your not worth picking up, You spent the last year building distrust, Now you can't see what you've become.
You were the only thing I wanted, Now you're the only thing I hate, Two years of my life wasted on hoping you could change, Since you've been gone I've realised, That you meant so much less to me, Than I thought you did, I won't be thinking of what you could've been.
I haven't slept in weeks, I'm running on empty, Trying to fight my way through this week, I just need some sleep.
I won't stick around I've had enough, It's too late your not worth picking up, You spent the last year building distrust, Now you can't see what you've become.
You were the only thing I wanted, Now you're the only thing I hate, Two years of my life wasted on hoping you could change, Since you've been gone I've realised, That you meant so much less to me, Than I thought you did, I won't be thinking of what you could've been.
You used to make me feel so safe, But all you do is eat away at the back of my mind, It keeps getting harder every day, I never thought i'd feel this low again, I guess I never thought this far ahead, What the fuck am I to do?