On the nights that you're out with Michelle who you choose
to tell me is Mike, I lay by myself thinking, thinking so
hard that my head starts to ache, thinking of it all. Of
the things that you do an even more of the things you don't
and when I think that I'm thinking too much...
And as the tears fall from my once bright eyes I wonder why
I listen to your lies, I wonder why I take the abuse that
leaves bruises, not physical, but mental and emotional and
it all weighs down on my spiritual, hittin' heavy heavy
hittin like rocks that weigh more than a ton, these rocks
must be creating the massive mass of miscommunication that
actually has me here waiting, believing in my heart that
you are the one, Alpha and Omega, air, water, moon, stars
and the sun like you are the Son
But then it become obvious that you are completely
oblivious to the fact that I see you in this light, and
then it becomes even more apparent that I do not shine in
this light in your sight which makes me have an epiphany, a
realization, that it is on nothing I am waiting for on it I
have put too much, but much had to be put on so I could
validate the reasons for your always being gone, they were
validated because I cared, cared too much, but of all the
things I did too much I loved twice as deeply, the problem
was I, the problem was I, the problem was I, the problem
was that I, took and mistook the emotional pain that
equaled a 3rd degree burn as love and I figured that this
pit which was bottomless was where I was meant to be, but
finally I saw the light and decided to leave, and that's
when I did not too much, but just enough.