You Didn't Want to Have to See Yourself in Me

One more, one more. One more chance to change your mind. One more chance to change your eyes, and how they see me. One more song to get it out, what I really meant to say. What I really meant to say…

Does it really matter what I meant to say?

Yes it’s always the same song that I sing. You hit the nail on the head with your silver ring. It’s always the same song that I sing. I’m tired of knowing you don’t like me.

You’ve never forgiven me for being so sloppy. You’re never forgiven me for not being polished. You’ve never forgiven me for just being a human mess. You wanted me to be better than the rest. You wanted me to be better than you are. You wanted me to succeed where you failed.

You wanted me to succeed at crushing who I am. Because you wanted not to see yourself in me.

You wanted not to see my human mess. You wanted me to be better than all the rest. You wanted me to succeed in crushing myself, because you didn’t want to have to see yourself me.

You didn’t want to have to see yourself in me.