This is the way
As they say
As to what happens tomorrow
And the following days
But who am I
Be that as it may
Just a nobody
Who’s tired of their game
So when the time comes and you see
That truth is not what they say
Don’t reach out to me
Because I no longer give a damn
This is the way.
He only loves you
When you're a fan of his.
Walking barefoot in the kitchen
Spreading mayo on the sandwiches.
Deep down you always know.
That this was always
Just a plan of his.
I know it hurts to hear,
Because this person is
Who you made your future plans with.
But you spread love from love,
Not from taken advantages
Relationships should be
Simpatico
Not just in a dream
or theoretical
or hypothetical
Even though they're words
eventually they can become medical
