Time Spent Chasing You

"What's it like to be the victim

Of the story you create?

It seems an era has gone wasted

Feelings forced to dissipate

Running scared towards the outline

Shadows suffocate her face

Intimidated by the fallout

A so-called absence, unresponsive space

Just a midnight message

To help her fall asleep

Left for him to find in the morning

To tell him she was out of reach

The last year slips through his fingers

If only she could see him now

Still searching for an answer

I don't think she'd be so proud of her mistake

I have come to terms with the way you are

'Cos you're too different

For me to even recognise your scars

I have learnt to live

Remembering what you put me through

But as you stole my dignity

I lost my respect for you

Taking baby steps to regain

Strength he lost along the way

And steadily daylight shines longer

Making new starts from decay

A selfish battle fought for nothing

Other than the way she made him feel

Every day a new horizon

Signalling the facts that she's concealed this time

One more cruel disaster

Adds insult to injury

He learns of her misdemeanours

His veins flow with misery

She still shrugs off accusations

Truths have never been so hard to find

But all the hate, all the betrayal

Can't make him change his mind the love he feels

I have come to terms with the way you are

'Cos you're too different

For me to even recognise your scars

I have learnt to live

Remembering what you put me through

But as you stole my dignity

I lost my respect for you

I jumped the bridges that you chose to burn the day you left

I gave my everything and you just looked away instead

Your second chance has blown up in your face you're out of luck

I've left the past behind now I don't really give a fuck

I jumped the bridges that you chose to burn the day you left

I gave my everything and you just looked away instead

Your chance has blown up in your face you're out of luck

So leave the past behind your futile argument has come unstuck

Just a midnight message

To help her fall asleep

Left for him to find in the morning

To tell him she was out of reach

Heart-broken devastated

But would you just look at me now?

Weight of the world has left my shoulders

I think I can be proud of the path I've made

I have come to terms with everything you're not

And everything we used to be

Tell me was it not enough

I made sacrifices

Time spent chasing you

And more than just whole-heartedly

I believe we could have made it through

Could have made it through"