Broken Record

Broken heart and broken promises,

it's like your words always mean the opposite.

Dying laughter and dying love,

you always have on your boxing gloves;

Both on your head and on your hands

and yet it seems like you never understand.

All the fights and all the lies,

All the things you seem to dramatize;

All the screaming and all the crying,

all because you're not even trying.

Love will never be enough

if these hurdles are too tough;

Cuz I keep asking you to grow,

but it's little effort that you show.

And I'm tired of begging, tired of pleading,

cuz these words I'm done repeating.

Seriously, take a look... take a listen,

can't you see the repetition?

Or am I crazy? Am I wrong?

I sound like a broken record, playing the same damn song.

So I'm sorry if this hurts,

but you wanna know what's worse?

When I give it my all,

but the man I love gives a shortfall.