| Oh, I thought
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| That it was the last time
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| That I’d fallen for someone like you
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| Who don’t care about all the things that I could do for you
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| And I know
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| That it’s not the first time
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| That I’ve given so much away
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| To be left with someone who just won’t stay
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| And I, I’m feeling so worn
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| Waiting to find someone who can make me feel warm
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| And you, I think you knew
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| I put my heart into us and you cracked it in two
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| And I saw
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| You losing interest
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| I couldn’t bear to think of the thought
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| That you’d up and leave me to be so distraught
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| And I heard
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| You say your goodbye
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| But denial is my greatest skill
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| Bending the truth to fit wishes of will
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| And I, I’m feeling so worn
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| Waiting to find someone who can make me feel warm
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| And you, I think you knew
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| I put my heart into us and you cracked it in two
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| I’m sorry
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| To play games of blame
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| It can be easier to say it’s your fault
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| Than facing our lack of gestalt
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| And I’m aware
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| That it’s my own baggage
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| But please let me plead, I’ll shut up but I just
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| Need you to let me have this
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| And I, I’m feeling so worn
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| Waiting to find someone who can make me feel warm
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| And you, I think you knew
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| I put my heart into us and I was the one to crack it in two |