Mi

I have a pain in my heart It started this rainy day Sitting on your old couch Tucked my legs up real tight As you sat on your leather chair It felt familiar Only this time you started to talk Talking of times that weren’t good And how there are more of these Than times that were good My eyes started to sting I looked into my empty cup Then I looked outside At the grey skies overhead Then at the TV that wasn’t on I tried to look everywhere but you It was true, there was more bad than good But wasn’t that the case for most things? You told me you still loved me I said you were a liar Love was something to fight for You never did that at all You were too busy chasing dreams While I counted your footprints So now I’m left clutching at my chest While you’re counting fool’s gold.