I thought I could see past your guise
That you hide behind, in your eyes.
But you proved me wrong.
That’s why I’m writing this song,
So I can try to sort out,
All this doubt,
I had about you.
I feel like my mind is in Timbuktu,
That’s how far you blew my mind.
I knew you could’ve never of been mine,
But I tried anyway,
To mold you like clay.
But it ended up being me
Getting stepped on like a flea.
When you got your heart broken,
My feelings were still unspoken.
But I thought I could’ve changed that,
Instead you used me like a doormat.
It wasn’t your fault though,
That’s why I had to let you go.
You ended up being my downfall,
But you were my reason for existing in the beginning of it all.