The End
I’m not fighting anymore
I’m giving up on the war
This is a battle I can’t win
I’m trying hard but I can’t pretend
I know what you must be thinking It’s some kind of sin
But I know in time my heart will mend
I’ve been fighting for so long
Just wishing you would come home
I’ve got to be strong
Turn my heart to solid chrome
No, I don’t want to be alone
But I can’t keep letting you back in
No, I won’t pick up the phone
And I know when I don’t answer just what you will do
Go downtown and pick up a bottle of Gin
Wash away your sorrow
Hoping you don’t wake up tomorrow
I can’t be your lifeline anymore
Too many times you’ve slammed that door
And in my face the things you bring into my life
Well I thought you’d make a good Husband
And I knew I would make a good Wife
All our plans and dreams left with you
I have been honest, faithful and true
I still love you but this kind of life will never do
So I’m not fighting anymore
I’m giving up on the war
This is a battle I can’t win
I’m trying hard but I can’t pretend
My momma says in time my heart will mend
I’ve got to believe in time my heart will mend
So this is it... This is the End.
(2014)
Another breakup poem I wrote for a friend after talking with her about it.
