I'm trying to push away my fears.
To hide my disappointment.
Maybe my expectations were to too high.
I wanted more after all these years.
Felt like I needed an appointment.
Always left to sit and cry.
This love I feel, It's real!
My fears are molded from your rejection.
You always feel so out of reach.
Am I meant to feel like the third wheel?
All I'm wanting is some mutual affection.
Why do I always feel impeached?
Your words, they flow so easily.
Comforting as they hit my ears.
I've heard it all before.
These emotions have me queasy.
Your actions bring these fears.
Have me walkin' out the door once more.