I guess I should be happy
I got the job I wanted
I got a warm home
Back with family
It all looks great on paper...
I guess it was all great before too...
It wasn't that bad.
So what pushed me off the edge
Why did I run off?

I guess I just got tired
Of seeing you.
Not seeing you.
Not understanding.
The subtle hints
And all the contradictions.
Everything I thought I wanted
Embodied within you.
The one I couldn't have.