Pull

I never wanted this .
Whatever  i’ve got right now
I  was waiting on it to get easier
I’m still waiting it out
You’re pulling me back
You’re  pulling me back down
You  win
I can’t
I  can’t do this again
If i ever get that bad, take me out to a field and shoot me
If i ever get that bad
Take what you can; don’t leave me with your hands empty
I  know what you want
I’m not resistant
I’m speeding it up
The best days are when I know that it’s over
The worst are when I hope that it’s not
There’s a footnote at the bottom of a page that no one reads
The last representation of what we used to be
We refuse to accept it but it fits us like a glove
You don’t have to be happy to be loved