Lately I've been seeing clearer
Than I really ever have before
Lately I've been staring at the mirror
And it don't hurt me anymore
And while memories made will surely warm me
My past is done. I cannot recreate
Soft whispers in the night have bid me warning
It's easy now to simply look away

I will admit I didn't warn you
I thought these things were self explained
But it's clear that you don't get it so I'm happy to oblige I'll take my time and spell it out for you
Simply put it should be you taking the blame.
Well I'm broken up I'm torn in two
Searching for reasons to fight for you
But I wonder as I draw breath to speak
Was it so hard for you to fight for me?

You're making it hard
To stick around
Your newfound lack of care
Just doesn't suit you well
And when I start
to think you turned around
There's something else
Proves that you’re concerned with yourself
I'm mortified to find each day
It's getting easier to just walk away

Lately I've been getting bitter
Sick of your non committal policies
So I really do apologize if I seem like I'm a quitter
But it should be you come crawling to me
But of course i find I'm much too nice
Tell me I should quit should've packed up your shit
Soft whispers in the night have caused me fright
Inside a black pit and I'm getting used to it.

You're making it hard
To stick around
Your newfound lack of care
Just doesn't suit you well
And when I start
to think you turned around
There's something else
Proves that you’re concerned with yourself
I'm mortified to find each day
It's getting easier to just walk away

Sometimes we need someone a little blunt
To tell us when we're being a little....
Unreasonable and a little rude.
And I told you I would always be there for you But...

You're making it hard
To stick around
Your newfound lack of care
Just doesn't suit you well
And when I start
to think you turned around
There's something else
Proves that you’re concerned with yourself
I'm mortified to find each day
It's getting easier, it’s getting easier, it’s getting easier

You're making it hard
To stick around
Your newfound lack of care
Just doesn't suit you well
And when I start
to think you turned around
There's something else
Proves that you’re concerned with yourself
I'm mortified to find each day
It's getting easier, it’s getting easier, it’s getting easier
to walk away