Your cowardice, I can’t stand it
God forbid you should have to feel
I see the way you work things:
With a sigh of regret and a look of resolve
You ask me if I’ll be OK
God, you are so pathetic!
It seems like you excel at beginnings
And then you always fail to follow through
You give up and you move on
It reminds me of what they were saying
That everyone loves you for six months
And when it gets real, watch you run
Trying to be sweet with “It’s not you, it’s me”
Well, how real do you want to get?
Because you’re inviting mysery
We could never just be
Had to discuss everything
Until there’s nothing left to feel
It all had to have meaning
I noticed how you gently touched only the edges
I saw myself under those hands
Now someone moved in you like a vacant apartment
My heart is full of a figment
It seems that you excel at beginnings
And then you always fail to follow through
You pack up and you move on
Which reminds me of what they were saying
That everyone loves you for six months
And then crazy kills the fun
And we move on.
