Songs I Write | VIII

Relieve Me

Does it satisfy you?
You've turned me into a cliché
You're fighting hard to justify too
I never thought I'd see the day
Wishing it was relief
Wishing I was relieved of wanting to stay
I'm fighting hard to justify you
I never thought I'd see the day

Pacing up and down the high streets in central
Woke up with a frown because I have to
Move on with the time, make up my mind
Make up it's fine but it's not true
I'm pacing up and down the high streets in central
Craving you around but it's thought from a fool
Stayed up all night, made up my mind
Make up it's fine but it's not true

Does it mortify you?
You're your own biggest shame
You might have just had me fooled
You never thought you'd see the day
Wishing it was relief
Wishing you were relieved of warranted blame
I was trying not to lose you
Now you're losing me, it's irony, it's cliché

Pacing up and down the high streets in central
Woke up with a frown because I have to
Move on with the time, make up my mind
Make up it's fine but it's not true
I'm pacing up and down the high streets in central
Craving you around but it's thought from a fool
Stayed up all night, made up my mind
Make up it's fine but it's not true

I hate to hate you but I don't wanna love anymore
I would replace you if I was desperate enough like before
Only now, I've come to find that I'll be fine, it's just so sad
I trusted you, I thought you knew the rarity of what you had
My mind, my heart, my soul, my kindness, this is all I must revoke
From your access, become madness, become the most insufferable joke

Pacing up and down the high streets in central
Woke up with a frown because I have to
Move on with the time, make up my mind
Make up it's fine but it's not true
I'm pacing up and down the high streets in central
Craving you around but it's thought from a fool
Stayed up all night, made up my mind
Make up it's fine but it's not true