Did you see this coming?
Have you taken hate and made it your home?
I don't know what to do, what to say-
so I'm leaving you alone.

I won't accuse you,
I don't have any bitter words left to say;
I'm here, just another face in the crowd-
but I have not forgotten your name.

I don't want another chance,
I need to do what's best, so I let go of you-
don't question if I loved you.
I did, I still do.

I have nothing left to give,
I've become rubber, while you've remained glue;
I've bounced back,
but I see the hate still sticking to you.

I never wanted to leave,
but I'm left with no other choice, I have to go.
I see the pain, you'll find who you are-
but I have to leave, leave you alone.

Denise