Lying alone in this bed,
About a million things running through my head;
Was I a man to go, would I have been if I stayed?
Am I paranoid, or did I just get played?
I don't know if her words were literal or misread.
I'm confused about everything under the sun,
Was our relationship over before it had begun?
When it's the first time, it feels so right,
But it quickly disintegrates with the fights,
And it just hurts to feel that it's over and done.
I have a lot to offer, if I really care,
If my heart and mind are open, and I am really there;
But time seems to soften things, make me lose sight,
And I want it back with all my might,
But in the back of my mind will always be the affair.
