I fell out love with you,
It's not what you did, it's what you still won't do.
You asked me if we could change the story,
But it was you who held the glory and the pen
And when you never replied it was then,
that you robbed us of our happy end
I never asked for much, you just didn't give a fuck.
Replaced empty space with fake love,
Bought more time with drunken nights
Followed up with morning sex, but you still never choked me right
Even after it all, you still don't get it
and my heart won't ever let me forget it
Always amazing when we were together,
but I deserve to be a priority
All of me, don't you see?
It's not just that you aren't ready to be a father -
You aren't ready to be a partner, and you don't deserve to be my lover
I just wanted you to share your life, I didn't need to be a wife
I just wanted you
Ultimately, we didn't share the same vision
Yours was always blurry from shots of fernet and mine from bad decisions
Communication and consistency.
Communication and consistency.
Communication and consistency.
Communication and consistency.
Do you get it now?
Now that it's too late?
Now that I'm out love with you,
Just be glad that I didn't fall in hate.
You asked for a second chance, mouth wrote checks that your ass could't cash
So here's your different ending, it's not happy, but it's an ending
I just couldn't be the bigger person all the time, the one who was always bending
Meanwhile, you'd ghost me anytime you feel overwhelmed
That is what my definition of a fuckboi would do
And you still probably have no clue, as to why
I fell out love with you,
It's not what you did, it's what you still won't do.