How do we always seem
To end up back here
In this same place
In this same fucked up way

Sometimes we run away
Other times we chase
Sometimes we build walls
Other times we tear them down

How many times will we
Drag emotional knives
Leaving broken jagged scars
Zippered across each other’s hearts

Yet here I seem to sit
Alone in this dark and dreary room
Wondering if you ever hear me
When I’m whispering your name

I’ll never stop
Loving her
But I will stop
Pretending love
Is enough
In this cold world

I’ll never stop
Loving her
But I will stop
Letting her
Push me off
This painful ledge

I’ll never stop
Loving her
But I will stop
Waiting here
For messages
That never come

I’ll never stop
Loving her
But I will stop
Playing games
That no one
Will ever win

I’ll never stop
Loving her
But I will stop
Thinking that
Somehow
There is a future

I’ll never stop
Loving her
And maybe
Someday I’ll stop
Telling myself lies
About the things I will stop