Somehow I failed in your eyes.
Somehow I’ve gone stale
Is that all that you wanted from me?
I’ve seen the weight of regret
In the look you give me when we’re alone
It wasn’t there the day we met
How could we have ever known
Am I not all that you wanted?
At all?
Sometimes I hear you crying
While I’m pretending to sleep
Is it that hard to love me
Or is love just hard to keep?
I think it is.
Yeah.