I Love You but I've Chosen Me, Pt. II: Stretch Armstonk - Crywank

And so as we give each other someone to blame

And to be grateful for, all the same

But those who say they miss my love

Tell me I give you too much

Well this proximity is a bomb waiting

Inevitably we arrive at awkwardness

Try to sustain but for months you blame me

We have no homes and there is a baby

For once I can rely on myself

But you’re dependent and you need help

So I try once again, a facade of autonomy you project

A thankless task, a thankless friend

Am I just not patient when you are depressed?

Whilst I feel stretched I feel you push

This is my limit, I’ve had enough