Go on, Tell Me.

Go on, tell me the truth, I can take it,
But be gentle, be kind.
Tell me it’s you, not me
Or I’ll fall apart.

Seperate ways, sounds good to me
Want different things
That’s okay. But not wanted?
I can’t cope.

Together too young, makes sense
Pressures of work
I understand. No more love?
I cry out loud.

Drifted apart, agree with that
Age gap thing
I nod my head. But someone else?
I crawl up and die.

So go on, tell me the truth. I can take it…