All Good Things Come To An End

Somethings are meant to break Some relationships are meant to fall apart Turn to dust This is a lost cause You passed the line, The one I call "the limit" I want to walk away But I have to see your face all day It's not that I couldn't make it on my own Running isn't as easy as known I don't love you anymore I tolerate you like a chore You screwed it all up There's not a drop of compassion, look closeup