I can feel it ,
another story that's about to end

I got comfortable and again gave too much,
then felt like to you my worth was nothing-
but a one night of fun

or was it my mind playing tricks?
always the same, fooling me more than once

and what's sad , is that I already know what's about to come
but I'll drag it out ,
just to prove myself right
that in the end, I was never worth the fight