You tell me I move too fast
I think you're stuck in the past
Wishing I were yours
Yet I'm still sore
Sore from your words
All of your verbal abuse
How could I ever find love for you
When all that is, was
And I've packed my bags for good
You had the chance to stop me
With just one word
Yes.
It's been a while since we talked
And I still dream of you
Funny how you're always grey
In a world full of color.