sparkled with broken glass

i'm back with scars to show, back with a vengence.
i've been telling myself that i'm not going to let you happen again. for the past three years.
you keep saying i really have a hold on you,
but what does that even mean?

i'm waiting in 4/4 time,
waiting for something that doesn't really mean anything.

now the season has changed, & things look different this time around
but remember, you gave up on me. well before i gave up on you.
well, we're just not the same as we used to be.
plain, & simple.