so tell me
what the hell was i supposed to do
with your hands on my hips
and tears that leaked
from your cheeks to your lips
was i supposed to cry too
was i supposed to want to die too
was i supposed to hold you close
and keep this memory when one day
i'd meet the holy ghost
so tell me
what the hell was i supposed to do
when you begged to stay
and your eyes gave me thoughts on how to
take these god-awful thoughts away
was i supposed to cry too
was i supposed to want to die too
was i supposed to stare at the ceiling and ask the gods above why too
was i supposed to say alright
and pull off a smile
while i thought of all the upcoming sleepless nights
so tell me
what the hell was i supposed to do
when i loved you no more
and we could no longer make it through
