I have noticed all along,
That I was always the the one who was wrong.
Even tho I would try to make it right,
It always seems to lead to another fight.
I just want things to be alright...
But, your answer is to keep me out of sight.
As if you've concluded your own light,
While I still try to give this all my might.
Even tho it may not be bright,
Your worth something to me.
Your worth my life.
So until we talk again,
which I hope we might.
All I can really say is,
Goodnight.