Sheathen

there she goes again walking out on me my eyes filled up so much i can hardly see her jacket on the seat the pockets on her jeans it's never been this bad course it's probably me been happening for days she pushes me away i want to hold her so but i just can't take another walking out another selfish pout there's nothing between me and a breakdown i wish that i could still satisfyher every beck and call but i won't comply with someone who's not right and who'd rather fight than let me take her out on this lonesome night