You drop it on my when I'm already down.
Why couldn't you pick better timing?
You knew it would only take a single blow.
The question is why I find it so surprising.
And you decided to tell me after.
What did you expect me to do?
I just couldn't find myself an answer
And I tore myself apart trying too.
You break my heart and tell me you love me
You told me that this isn't a goodbye.
I didn't know what else to do but agree.
Your love made me feel like I was a high.
But this isn't me, and it never will.
So this is goodbye, from what I can tell.
