Slightly Repaired Disaster
You love someone, so fight for that
But how do you fight for someone that doesnt want you back
How do you convince them that you are good enough?
Why did they leave you the first time, it's so tough
To get an answer, when you're not even sure of the question
What do you ask them, tell them, it's hard to digest them
When they hit you with reasons
Bruise you with honesty, and leave lesions
On your heart where they have burned you with laughter
And seered your mind with troubled thoughts that soon after
Will send you into a spiral, only to recycle you back through the system
To start over, ask the same questions, reword phrases so maybe they will get them
Into their heads, so maybe they can see what they once did in you
And figure out why the image the had upheld of you
Has faded and even though you want to be angry that they left
You can't, because you have to be sweet to pass the test
Bitterness will only clutter your path with trouble
But shouldn't you feel hurt? Shouldn't you feel pain and almost have to double
Over, because you're so sick of feeling this way
I wish there were three easy words that I could say
That could make you believe that I would do anything for you
To have you in my life, but I simply don't think that that will do
I am all out of fight, I think it hurts worse than knowing I'm alone
So if you really want to wash your hands of me, let me know
And I will never again ask you a question that you cannot or will not answer
And this will be nothing more than a slightly repaired disaster
But how do you fight for someone that doesnt want you back
How do you convince them that you are good enough?
Why did they leave you the first time, it's so tough
To get an answer, when you're not even sure of the question
What do you ask them, tell them, it's hard to digest them
When they hit you with reasons
Bruise you with honesty, and leave lesions
On your heart where they have burned you with laughter
And seered your mind with troubled thoughts that soon after
Will send you into a spiral, only to recycle you back through the system
To start over, ask the same questions, reword phrases so maybe they will get them
Into their heads, so maybe they can see what they once did in you
And figure out why the image the had upheld of you
Has faded and even though you want to be angry that they left
You can't, because you have to be sweet to pass the test
Bitterness will only clutter your path with trouble
But shouldn't you feel hurt? Shouldn't you feel pain and almost have to double
Over, because you're so sick of feeling this way
I wish there were three easy words that I could say
That could make you believe that I would do anything for you
To have you in my life, but I simply don't think that that will do
I am all out of fight, I think it hurts worse than knowing I'm alone
So if you really want to wash your hands of me, let me know
And I will never again ask you a question that you cannot or will not answer
And this will be nothing more than a slightly repaired disaster
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