Cut Your Losses

Life is a game of wins and losses, You must know when to cut yourself off. Cause I’ve tried to push through, I’ve tried to hold on, Relentless yet insecure, I was nothing but a pawn. Now the tide folds over, the season turns from brown to green I face towards the sun, you’re still all that I see. But something has changed, your skin is fading, I smile as I foresee a happy ending. And so it goes, the saying holds true, The more time that passes, the more I forget about you.