I'd love to say you're early
And bathe you in the blame,
and that would be no problem but
Inside I know you're late.
and you say it's an issue,
'cause I like yours, not mine.
Well sure it is, just not for me.
Indifference is no crime.
I loved it when you'd smile,
and still were feet away.
the anger and the hatred
are fading through the days.
I can't say that you're heartless,
oddly, I am not mad.
but friends should not define themselves
if they plan to act like that.
so, please forget my face.
I wander through the shame.
I'd just love to say you're early.
and bathe you in the blame.