I know I'm imperfect;
We can't always win.
But I don't deserve this,
I don't deserve him.

I'm sick of feeling low;
I'm tired of being foolish.
This was as far as I could go,
I refuse to keep doing this.

I defended you from everyone
And now I'm the one talking.
You're an a** to everyone
And you know it, so keep walking.

I know I'm being oddly mean,
But I need to sort things out.
I still love you, I mean
Definitely, without a doubt.

I've never wanted anything
Quite like this before.
Never before had I had everything
Shattered on the floor.
(Thanks, again.)

But now I guess I'm growing up.
I'm changing so many things.
I took three years to just get this far,
And let go of all these things.

I love you more than you'll ever know.
I don't care what you've heard.
Oh, I'm sorry -- don't listen to a word
I write; I lie.