This talk has ended in a way
The words were never intended
To break it off and push you away
But yours just seem to condescend
We'll play it out like a movie
In the background of our scenery
After all it's just fear
It's just our fears
It's just our fears
I can't tell you anything else
But if I could it'd be up on your shelf
With every simple poem and every single novel
So I've chosen to unravel
I'll find a way to die
I'm sure you could find a better guy
Then I, some how will go on