Turning myself against all your friends.
I try to feign interest - but I just can't pretend.
We go out at night.
At least you do - I decline (most of the time).
And you can't understand why...
Well it feels like I'm watching you from the other side of this life.
I'm letting you slip away :(Well it feels like I'm watching you from the other side of this life.
I'm letting you slip away :)
You mutter on about another scuppered opportunity to hold hands in public.
Well I have to say.
I really don't understand.
What's your problem?
Placing immediate importance on social media performance.
Am I expected to post that I love your beans on toast the most?
I don't!
I'm tired of making promises that I will never keep.
In a battle of empty sentiments, I beat a hasty retreat.
There was a kindness in your heart.
There was a wisdom to impart.
Now by and large you're in charge.
And you're pulling everything apart.
Getting it all wrong time and time again.
I long to inspect, to correct, to ammend for the next time.
Then again...
I put my foot in my mouth.
I never seem to sort it out.
Now we're both looking for a way out.
