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Why do we always end up like this? |
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The same position on the couch staring into each other's eyes |
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But do we have to talk about this now |
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And do I have to feel like crying? |
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Because I, I don't want to run |
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And don't come back again, we could have avoided this |
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Five desperate hours pass and now we know the truth |
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That I can't learn to love you |
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So desperate I can taste it |
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Wishing things were different |
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But still I cannot change |
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Run, and don't look back again |
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There's nothing left to see |
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These empty months have proved my inability to treat you like you deserve to be treated |
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But then you can't expect me to change who I am |
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So from now on I will not leave myself |
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open to needing someone |
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And trust is not the answer |
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That's just what we do |
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when we can't stand to be alone again |
