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