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I'm picking up the phone and putting down this pen |
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To let you know |
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I'm writing you again |
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But it's not the same the names have all changed |
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And my best friend and ex girlfriend aren't to blame |
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I did this myself it's a sick cry for help |
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But it doesn't mean the situation's clean |
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Additional stress that will come from the press |
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The mess I made putting my life on parade |
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Now the writers can say "we were right all along You can't make someone love you with your songs" |
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And you don't know me |
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But you owe me |
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A little time to find some piece of mind |
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And when you hold me |
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I'm not so lonely |
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It will be difficult to leave this life behind |
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My sister always said that hardships come in two's |
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A funeral and break up afternoon |
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There is really no good time for anyone to leave |
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In a couple weeks |
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I'll get my chance to grieve |
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And hopefully by then my mind will be all clear |
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And I can cry for the reasons that |
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I'm there |
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Not for the all things that are happening at home |
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The church was filled but |
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I was still alone |
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But this is not a ploy to gain some sympathy |
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I made this bed and now it's time to sleep |
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And you don't know me |
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But you owe me |
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A little time to find some piece of mind |
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And when you hold me |
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I'm not so lonely |
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It will be difficult to leave this life behind |
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Its such a shame that the blame has somehow shifted to you |
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We're both aware through the years that |
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I've been messed up too |
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And I shouldn't talk |
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I should stop |
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I'm digging deeper holes |
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It just feels strange that |
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I sing songs for another girl |
