I split and left you in two,
saying I'm the heartbreaker, I disrespected you
how about the shady stories, and those half "truths?"
how about those days I'd sit just waiting for a word from you
yeah I wasn't perfect, but neither were you
we both were learning, unsure of how to fight this war with our hearts
we didn't know how to win,
but actions speak louder then words, and your "I love you" couldn't work once and alone...
now the battlefield is empty--our white flags blowin in the wind
we're both alone, acting like we got some sort of pride to protect
as if nothing really happend--brush it off your shoulders some more--go ahead
everyone's watching you, kissin your wounds
you're probably expecting me to get a hold of you and make it right once again...
the ball's in your court this time, you won't see me dribblin toward you, so don't hold your breath
i guess we both seem to be too stubborn to speak, to open up, to face the reality of what went wrong
I've been through this shit before,
givin, what seemed like my all, to have nothing to show for it at the end
sorry I couldn't be your trophy wife
don't worry i'll be fine--learned how to mend this kind of break before you ever came along
go ahead, sit there and place all the tears and blame on me
but as you do look in the mirror,
rewind us at night,
pause when you need to, and take another look at how it all played out--
remind yourself of how it REALLY went down
as the saying goes, "it takes two...."
remember that the next time you open your god damn mouth
Feelin like a broken record,
...over and over again
Coulda sworn with you it'd be different
we've grown with eachother
trusted and uttered those three words we've feared because we'd seen so many others get burnt,
left in the dust
what do you say when it's said and done?
I've done my best to express how I'm feelin after love
All I can get out now is I'm sorry
I'm sorry, we've lost at our own battle
no winners
no losers
guess i'm still at a loss for what to call our journey together...
so move on and cast me as the bad guy in your story,
I guess for once I can role play for the other side
play the "played" one if you must...
saying I'm the heartbreaker, I disrespected you
how about the shady stories, and those half "truths?"
how about those days I'd sit just waiting for a word from you
yeah I wasn't perfect, but neither were you
we both were learning, unsure of how to fight this war with our hearts
we didn't know how to win,
but actions speak louder then words, and your "I love you" couldn't work once and alone...
now the battlefield is empty--our white flags blowin in the wind
we're both alone, acting like we got some sort of pride to protect
as if nothing really happend--brush it off your shoulders some more--go ahead
everyone's watching you, kissin your wounds
you're probably expecting me to get a hold of you and make it right once again...
the ball's in your court this time, you won't see me dribblin toward you, so don't hold your breath
i guess we both seem to be too stubborn to speak, to open up, to face the reality of what went wrong
I've been through this shit before,
givin, what seemed like my all, to have nothing to show for it at the end
sorry I couldn't be your trophy wife
don't worry i'll be fine--learned how to mend this kind of break before you ever came along
go ahead, sit there and place all the tears and blame on me
but as you do look in the mirror,
rewind us at night,
pause when you need to, and take another look at how it all played out--
remind yourself of how it REALLY went down
as the saying goes, "it takes two...."
remember that the next time you open your god damn mouth
Feelin like a broken record,
...over and over again
Coulda sworn with you it'd be different
we've grown with eachother
trusted and uttered those three words we've feared because we'd seen so many others get burnt,
left in the dust
what do you say when it's said and done?
I've done my best to express how I'm feelin after love
All I can get out now is I'm sorry
I'm sorry, we've lost at our own battle
no winners
no losers
guess i'm still at a loss for what to call our journey together...
so move on and cast me as the bad guy in your story,
I guess for once I can role play for the other side
play the "played" one if you must...
I don't know what to call the journey either =(
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