For the same reason promises get broken

From or dream i was awoken

A cold new reality sets itself on in

I found im playing a game that i can never win

Because when your feelings left mine stayed behind

Whoever knew fate could be so unkind

So i fell from the bed i had so long been sleeping

And i’ll lay here until one day i finish weeping

It’s hard to move on it’s hard to walk out

Because that would mean forgetting any doubt–

Doubt that you might come back

Doubt it isn’t over

Doubt that what we had wasn’t short term luck

Now a dying four leaf clover.