we could move
to be by a waterfall
but i have been falling for years
if only you knew the deep inside

i think of opportunities
i think of junctions
i think of situations,

your rejection,
was worse than hers
hers left me cold
but i know of her past
and it is hard for her to hold

it could have been me
i could have been average
i could have done what he is doing
buy each other romantic things
give her a nice new ring

i miss a pretty thing
how big is my affection
how long is a piece of string?
speaking slowly now, turns a knife
i hope it is going to be alright

don’t forget me
seen a smile,
upon a city hill
waving at me
affection can be real

they do not really care about me
i was foolish to think they did
they do not really care about me
they think i am immature

i know i am going mad
individually, things do not add up
but together,
they are a lot to contend with

the critic,
is badly disguised
has no stance,
but waxes lyrical
their words a merry dance