My name is Amanda. I write stuff. You read it and comment as you like. I have a kid. He's amazing. I also have a job. It's a job. Sometimes I do yoga. I haven't figured out life yet, and part of me secretly hopes I never will because trying to do so can be kinda fun.
Friday, May 25, 2012
I can't be a party to this
You called to say you wanted out.
Well, I can't say I blame you now.
Sometimes you've got to fold
before you're found out.
Well thanks for waiting this long to show yourself.
Cause now that I can see you,
I don't think you're worth a second glance.
So much for all the promises you made, they served you well
and now you're gone and they're wasted on me.
So much for your endearing sense of charm, it served you well
and now it's gone and you're wasted on me.
You called to say you wanted out.
Well, I can't say I blame you now.
Sometimes you've got to fold
before you're found out.
Well thanks, thanks for waiting this long to show yourself, show yourself.
Cause now that I can see you,
I don't think you're worth a second glance.
So much for all the promises you made, they served you well
and now you're gone and they're wasted on me.
So much for your endearing sense of charm, it served you well
and now it's gone and you're wasted on me.
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get.
So much for, so much more
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get.
So much for, so much more
Do what you must if that's what you wish,
I can't be a party to this.
You have a sense that you were born with.
You'll find a way to make things right.
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get.
So much for, so much more
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get.
So much for, so much more
I guess that all you've got is all you're gonna get.
So much for, so much more
Dashboard Confessional, "Rapid Hope Loss"
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