Please

I hate the way you make my eyes water, it just makes me realize getting through this is going to be harder. He loves you but he's with me. It hurts because everyone knows and they can see. You like me and I like you, but I don't know if I can fight this through. I want to stay and you want to go, but when you want me to come I can't say no. You've pushed me aside and tossed me back in, then you picked up the pieces and put them together again, but you just didn't knock them straight. And I've got a brand new plate. Now decide if you want to stay or go. So you drink a beer and start a show. You've chosen to stay, but I know...tommorow you'll go.