Can you not see what you've done?
You gave your heart away like that.
I didn't want to fall in love,
with anyone but you, dear.
I can still hear the song,
the melody behind the kiss,
you gave me, you were wrong,
I was right so I walked away,
and left you there, alone,
I got so tired of talking on the
telephone,
how many times would we say the words, "Good bye?"
I made mistakes, and one,
was telling you that I'd be there when
telling time (?) had come,
I should have said I didn't care.
All the time I would have saved,
If I had been less willing
to accommodate,
you'd been a little less likely to cry.
You go back to the high life,
and I'll go back to the low.
I should have known,
But now I know.
There'll be no word from you,
describing how it felt to go through
what I put you through
It all makes perfect sense
the way you cut the rope
that kept you dangling from such
pitiful amounts of hope,
I would have cut it, too.