Can you not see what you've done? You gave your heart away like that. I didn't want to fall in love, with anyone but you, dear. I can still hear the song, the melody behind the kiss, you gave me, you were wrong, I was right so I walked away, and left you there, alone, I got so tired of talking on the telephone, how many times would we say the words, "Good bye?" I made mistakes, and one, was telling you that I'd be there when telling time (?) had come, I should have said I didn't care. All the time I would have saved, If I had been less willing to accommodate, you'd been a little less likely to cry. You go back to the high life, and I'll go back to the low. I should have known, But now I know. There'll be no word from you, describing how it felt to go through what I put you through It all makes perfect sense the way you cut the rope that kept you dangling from such pitiful amounts of hope, I would have cut it, too.