Purple

it's kind of so sad, and a litte painful to realize
the whole thing's just that
i'm not good enough for you

you, on your turn,
matched every single expectation
wrote down on my note book
two years ago

(fermata)

oh, it's ok, we're so different
but if you just could look below
all this mental-rational-left-half-brain you say i'm so attached to
you'd see our souls and hearts are all the same

or not
after all, you couldn't

maybe i just fucked it up
maybe i was right and it was you who fucked it up

maybe it was just not supposed to be

but, what now, what do i do?
will i find another you?
will i add another requirement, "someone i'm good enough for"?
will i just get over stupid requirements?
will i start to work to be good enough?

and what about all those things that recall me you?
all the things we talked about
all the things you teached me
all the common things we shared
all the common things we'll never realize we shared

all those things i found so nice about you
wish they weren't nice any longer
wish i could just forget it all
forget how damn ridiculous i am
how damn ridiculous i was to believe i could have one like you

just wish i wasn't such a fool