Nearing My End - I Thought Your Grass Was Green

Give me an excuse or a reason To overcome these waves of emotions Friends come and go like season to season Dealing with vile clashing commotions I thought your grass was green…I’m hopeless… I thought the grass on the other side was greener than ours… I thought your grass was green…I’m faithless… I thought the grass was greener on the other side – my low spirit cowers Away from God’s light – I’m scared it might reveal my distress…my abyss Pre-chorus: I thought your grass was green…I’m hopeless… (Oh funny, I thought you were a good person…I was there for you through thick and thin – you do not love me anymore) I’m through with you...you…tonight…I long for God’s light (to shed on me…we were in content & we were pleasant) Chorus: Ahhhh….Stop being a tease… Ahhhh….Being a tease…(my heart broke into two) Ahhhh….Here’s a wound to mend Ahhhh….Please, put my mind at ease Ahhhh….You don’t see me, nearing my end… Ahhhh….Nearing my end…(you’re left without a clue) Pre-chorus #2: You turned out to be so mean…you were so heartless… (you make me feel like nothin’…make me feel like someone…somethin’ – your words pierced me like a pin on the floor) I’m not haunted by your callous night…don’t pick a fight (with me…we were innocent like a newborn infant) I thought your grass was green…I’m hopeless… I thought the grass on the other side was greener than ours… I thought your grass was green…I’m faithless… I thought the grass was greener on the other side – my low spirit cowers Away from God’s light – I’m scared it might reveal my distress…my abyss I’m left to rot; things got out of course of course…what are you dying for? We have no met our end yet…when will this arduous adventure end? I’m shot with remorse of course; I’ll give it what I got – I love you to the core We’re entitled to overcome these waves of emotion – love is the end… I thought your grass was green…I’m hopeless… I thought the grass on the other side was greener than ours… I thought your grass was green…I’m faithless… I thought the grass was greener on the other side – my low spirit cowers Away from God’s light – I’m scared it might reveal my distress…my abyss My sins I’ve committed is linked to stress & selfish ambition; I promise…I won’t kiss my abyss…my pride is broken – My confidence drives out my frustration & it is my mission To promise you that I will be fine – I’ll recover again…