You saw the things
I couldn't see

You spoke the words
I couldn't speak

You picked me up
when I'd fall down

Fished me out
from murky waters

The tables turned
and I failed to mention:

I've got no reciprocation
My word that was as strong as oak
is merely a locket you wear filled with saw dust

I loved you then
and I love you still.

But I'm moving past
throwing a curve ball
outside of our plans together.

I told you I'm a straight shooter, but,
I lied with my eyes
I bluffed with my smile.

Read the words The Kids scream out
"I don't want you to love me anymore"

Shorty,
Welcome to the Guilt Show.