Clinging to my patience with
This relationship we have, but
This game is getting old, and
Now I'm starting to get mad, cause
When I need you the most,
See you running away, but
When I need you the least,
You're back with me to stay.
I fear my mind will unravel, and
My body decay, when my
Days start at night, and
Nights start in the day, see
My feeling is jagged,
My thoughts on the fray, and
I ask you, my love;
Must you treat me this way?
I know, it's always been like you,
To play hard to get, but
You're pushing me now,
Toward the end of my wit, cause
When birds start their chirping, at
Quarter til dawn, the sun
Peers through my windows, and
I start to yawn, but I know it's
Still hours, til we meet again, so
I stare at the wall, or
Close eyes and pretend, and
I toss, and I turn, and
I turn and I toss, until
Finally wakefulness is at a loss.

Only to return to this battlefield again tomorrow...