There left with my own thoughts I sat..
Was I the door mat?
What did any of it mean?
Was any of it real or was it all a scheme?
So many things that don't make sense.
I took a step back in hopes I'd find my common sense.
Listening to the lyrics that don't match with your words. So much the music faded and that's all I heard.
My mind shifting through each reason so manically.
I thought I was the one with the most audacity.
Conclusions so terrifying.
you left with the biggest part of me.
Not only once, but twice..
Now I feel I'm left with my only vice.
Maybe that's what you craved the most.
Charming to take, leaving a ghost.
Maybe that's why I fell so in love with you.
The story with an ending I always knew.