too close for comfort.

And I wrote this a whileish back too. Didn't know I was a songwriter did you? Neither did I.


All I heard were lies,
"I love you baby, tell me you're mine."
All I heard were jokes,
"You, me, my place?" and other pick up lines.

You wanted attention,
You wanted affection,
But you went about it the wrong way.
You wanted me to yourself,
I was stuck on that shelf
Without a say, everyday.

[Chorus]
I was kept too close for comfort,
I had no space, I was suffocating.
I was wounded, I was hurt,
I had no voice, I kept hesitating.
I tried to satisfy you,
But it was never, ever enough.

All I heard were pleas,
"Baby stay with me, I'll be lonely if you leave."
All I heard were apologies,
"I'm sorry I hurt you, I didn't mean a thing."

You wanted secureness,
You wanted happiness,
But you went about it the wrong way.
You wanted me to yourself,
I was stuck on that shelf.
Without a say, everyday.

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Now I am left to choose,
Will I keep seeing you?
I think we all agree
That all I ever wanted was to be set free.

[Chorus]
Now look where it got you:
I am gone.