Your cowardice, I can’t stand it

God forbid you should have to feel

I see the way you work things:

With a sigh of regret and a look of resolve

You ask me if I’ll be OK

God, you are so pathetic!

It seems like you excel at beginnings 

And then you always fail to follow through 

You give up and you move on

It reminds me of what they were saying

That everyone loves you for six months

And when it gets real, watch [bad word] 
Trying to be sweet with “It’s not you, it’s me”

Well, how real do you want to get?

Because you’re inviting mysery

We could never just be

Had to discuss everything

Until there’s nothing left to feel

It all had to have meaning

I noticed how you gently touched only the edges

I saw myself under those hands

Now someone moved in you like a vacant apartment

My heart is full of a figment

It seems that you excel at beginnings

And then you always fail to follow through

You pack up and you move on

Which reminds me of what they were saying 

That everyone loves you for six months

And then crazy kills the fun

And we move on.