Text písně ForDireLifeSake: Getting Used To Disappointment

Getting Used To Disappointment

This time I'm giving up on you It's what I'll keep telling myself The
hourglass has dropped its final grain, I can't complain I should've
expected more from you Though I expected more, those big green eyes just
dropped me to the floor We flickered long ago, now just smoldering ash
The wind will take it away In our lungs, through our sorry souls I
should be there by your side I've tried Your affections change with the
wind's directions I have a confession I would love to know why you give
me this second hand sympathy, what more do you want from me? Don't leave me
with this Again