You say it’s my fault
that were no longer friends
with the same lips that swore
what it was we could ‘work it out’.
Guess I wasn’t aware that meant
sweeping all the heartache under the rug.
Dust collecting in heaps beneath us all
never to be looked at again.
Then you wonder why things were bumpy
we’re both standing on uneven ground
hoping things just work themselves out.
So I grabbed my mess and ran away.
Cleaning the cobwebs of my soul.
Things left stagnant for too long.
Making progress each new day
I can’t just look the other way.
Out trust is broken- left in shards
Our friendship broken- torn apart
Communication was never clear
my emotions floating past your ears.
Forgiveness can only do so much
You’ve gotta learn to love it all
the brokenness within our faults.
I love you as you are
though you ignore my broken heart.
So point the finger and pin the blame.
When I’m gone will you feel the same?
Stubbornness is stopping us
We’ve gotta rebuild trust
Otherwise that rug you’re standing on
will bend our being and break our bones.
Maybe we are better apart
Maybe it’s no one’s fault