Lyrics: Prentice Robertson
Music: Prentice Robertson
I can be over in five, and I promise I’ll be sober,
But then you tell me it’s over, you like to cover up,
Say you don’t mind cos I was blind.
But I can see truth, and I don’t find it amusing,
Cos all the words that you're using, are separating us,
Now it hurts, it’s for the worst.
Holding on with both hands you told me,
I need you and I need you only,
I was there for you,
But you’d treat me like a stranger, treat me like a stranger.
Living for the world that you showed me,
Stay a little longer and hold me,
I was there for you,
But you’d treat me like a stranger, treat me like a stranger.
You said that you’re doing well, but it’s been months we’ve not spoken,
I hope that you don’t feel broken, who am I kidding,
You wanna lose touch was I not enough?
But I can’t think straight, I hope our paths will cross over,
Or at least become closer, but I’m persuaded that,
It wont work, it’s for the worst.