Simple wasn’t clear enough for you to see that I was serious.
I was serious.
Complicated is too much talking,
but I never said don’t call me.
You don’t call me any more.
Your giving me a heart sore to put it into words.
I’d say we never should have met.
We’d never love,
that you I’d bet,
we’d want to last forever, and ever.
Endeavors we couldn't handle this time.

You’re out of line.
Some times I wish you were out of my mind.
Stay with me, just stay with me.
Or never be again.

All I want is an answer.
No would be fine, just fine.
Just want to know if you’re mine,
if I should call you,
or if you’ve got better things to do than sit around and listen to me talk to you.
So leave alone this petty love.
To black my heart’s faded on V-day