I wish it didn’t come to this.
I know you’re pained, you’re pissed.
But from the start, we both knew;
‘Twas clear enough that this won’t last.
It was too good to be true.
How could I be this happy?
It was all warm and cozy.
I had forgotten the world and its cold.
It was like heroin and I was highly dosed.
Maybe I was just scared of its black fumes
That blocked me out of reality;
Of its brainwashing stream that ran through my head.
I wish it didn’t come to this,
But I have to leave without a kiss.
Yes, we all deserve to be happy.
But this kind of happiness is not for me.