I want to push you off your pedestal.
I’d rip that masterpiece in half
And burn the pieces
Until I can breathe again.
My only wish is for this feeling to subside
For that tingle when I think of you to vanish
For God to take my love away
And give it to someone who wants it.
I think you know, and that’s what makes it worse.
I’m too tired to try any more, and I don’t want to lose you
But I think I will because it’s the way it’s meant to be.
I wish I could tell you everything
But it’s hard enough to say hello.
I can’t think straight around you
And what comes out is garbage.
I don’t want to be ‘that girl’
The one who you try to push away
In the nicest way
The softest way
Yet it turns out to be the cruellest way.
I think you know
But what you don’t know
Is that I love you enough
To let you go.