I’m sure I’m going to end it;
This thing has gone on for far too long.
All week long, I promise myself
That when the time comes, I will be strong.
But the pictures that you send me
Make all of my insides shiver,
And the way you talk about me,
Still causes my resolve to quiver.
But the truth is, you don’t love me,
And I’m assured that you never could.
I’m sure that all the other girls
Will make you happier than I would.
So I decide that it’s over.
…I just have to say it to your face.
Or maybe I’ll just disappear
And watch as someone else takes my place.
I psych myself up to do it,
And I’m convinced that I really will,
But when I stand in front of you,
There are these feelings that I can’t kill.
So I let you hug and kiss me,
And we go on as we always do.
I’d really like to walk away,
But as it turns out, I’m into you.