Do you ever get to that point,
Where you just pull away,
'cause it's too hard to talk,
For so little, every day?
Do you ever get to that point,
Where you curl up and cry,
'cause they don't want to talk,
but you just don't know why?
No matter how much you ask,
and grovel and plead,
No matter how you try,
You just cannot succeed.
They're so happy without you,
And although that fills you with woe,
You know that in the long run,
It is best to let go.
