I think,
That you don't get it,
And I think,
I might regret it,
But who knows,
Anything but me and you,
Oh, we do,
But I think,
That maybe you don't understand,
And I know,
That since he didn't take my hand,
Things were ruined,
For me and you,
Waiting to collapse,
And break in two,
Part of me,
Wants to go back,
The other knows you're better to lack,
But I never cease to wonder,
How you have a storm with no thunder,
With the lack of a connection,
Can you really call it the right direction,
When there's nowhere to go,
And the weaknesses start to show,
What will be the final break,
And how enormous of a wake,
How much of this can you take,
How much of your life can you fake,
When everyone starts to see the lies,
Tears form in your eyes,
But no one cares anymore,
It could've been done long before,
Saved some heartache and some pain,
What, in the end,
Would you say is your gain?
