Again

There you are
And there you go,
Just like everybody else.
No different at all.
So dont pretend to be.

God I hate this,
Cant I get this right?
Why cant I escape?

I need you now.
My girl where are you?
None of this is making sense.

Im tired of goodbyes,
The strangled cries
And fake smiles.

Its begining to get to me,
That I cant see through the fog.
This is the last
And most important...

If im not what you thought,
Dont pretend.
If im not what you want,
Just leave.

Just talk to me.