Half Filled Boxes - Three Legged Fox

The victory is yours, but I want you to know

I stopped playing a long time ago

You’re enamored by the struggle of man

Don’t try to tell me you’ve done everything that you can

You are entitled to have your big fun

Sometimes it’s work, just to bite my tongue

Well every light is out, and our time is up

So my darling, I’ve had enough

I’ll never speak about the things I miss

I’ve never slept better than this

I’ll never hope that you’re lonely

But you’ll never find someone more for you than me

Half filled boxes of things we will never do

If it ain’t hell, it ain’t good enough for you

Now, I’m not headed where you’re going

Down that road there’s a storm that is growing

You wrote the book, but you’re not the first

You’re only at your best when I’m at my worst

Now I can see you picking up speed

No longer are you everything that I need

I could swear that I’ve stood here before

But not again, and not anymore

Lay down in the bed you’ve made

And enjoy what you deserve

And oh, it’s such a shame

But no longer my concern

Because I’ve…let it go