I promise things were looking up
The return was the cherry on top
No more half assed conversations
No more forced legislations
Things were finally going back to the way they were
You know the cupcake stage without the saboteur
The late night connections
The spark with no reflections
My heart's saying he's finally back
But my mind would always bushwhack
Lying in state of overthinking and assuming
But always it's reality that's consuming
Guess it's true people change
But when they change with their surroundings it's awfully strange
Back at square one
The feelings like a submachine gun
The hope is lost again
No use in making amends
It's obvious your not on his mind when he's there
Come to think of it it's not ******* fair