Show

Are you coming are you going?

There's too much toing and a-froing

It's unclear to me where you want to be

Alone or in my company

I see few signs of care

Or mutual regard

Sometimes it all just feels too hard

Why don't you show...?

There are good times

There are bad times

Mostly we stumble and fumble in the middle

Good times don't last

The bad times pass

This is life in the looking glass

Feeling kind of stuck with you

Falling out of luck with you

There was a time I could depend on you

What do I have to do to find the friend who's true

Have we reached the end for me and you

Too many things have happened that we cannot undo

Have we reached the end

So many times so many little things you didn't do

And all the times all the subtle ways you were untrue

I got so damn blue until I realised I'd given my power to you

And when I saw the light

I saw a way on out

All the things that I could do

Life would go on without you

And so it's over now

I feel relieved

Now I understand

It was a game you played

And the cards you showed were just one hand

Perhaps a part of you believed your words are true

But what about that other you

That you

You show

There has been too much

Toing and a-froing

The time has come

It's time

I'm going

I could only take so much

Of never really knowing