You are a gift to me
And I'm unworthy of your love
A repeated phrase that I am incredibly sick of
Oh, I would trade the emptiness
To vulnerability and being considered as weak
I never knew one could ache this much
From the loss of tear-stained cheeks
Engulfed by your cologne
On the tip of my tongue I know what to say
But I can't go
The flowers, they are golden
As I take them from your grip
And I expose them to the world
But hours are just too long to wait
But I, I keep on waiting
Oh, I guess I never learn
You are a gift to me
And I'm thankful for your time
Are you willing to see
That I have too much of mine?
So I claim this broken mess
Your acts are tiring, still I'm trying to make me believe
That I'll stay no matter what
Although deep down
I know I'm not that naive
The flowers, they are golden
As I take them from your grip
And I expose them to the world
But hours are just too long to wait
But I, I keep on waiting
Oh, I guess I never learn
This romance is unethical
And trust just feels too magical
And though, I don't know where to go
I'm breathing
Promise me we'll find a way for me to escape
This unsettling existence of nothing
I'm begging for anything but this
You are a gift to me
And I'm thanking for your time
But are you willing to see
That you're wasting all of mine?
