I am a simple phase sitting on a metaphorical shelf waiting to be picked up be the next
You are done with me, leaving me, just like all the rest
Why couldn't you see what they couldn't...why couldn't we make this last
Where does the problem lie? Could it be in all of you or only in me
Am I really as unbearable as you say...do I really make you just wanna give up and run away
I thought this was more then another dream but I guess It only meant that much to me.
My grip on reality is starting to slip, and all I see is you
In a mind spinning into chaos I see you holding me together so I wont fall apart
But that is only in my greatest dream because you have taken your love away from me
I am broken and I am not sure what can be salvaged
But there you stand not even scratched there is no pain that I can see
I guess you never really needed me I guess you were just going through your phase
And now you have placed me back on my shelf to sit and watch as you turn and leave
All because you couldn't believe...you have no faith in me...in us how can that be
Is it you or me it use to be just us now we are torn apart with shattered pieces
Where do we begin when we are facing the end
