Unfair

Whatever you do
you do it till it’s wrong
till all of the colors bleed to black
just so you can say
it wasn’t in your head
just so you can build up regret

I’m asking a lot
but you answer too much

Doesn’t it feel like shifting gears again?
Does it feel like loneliness?
Doesn’t it feel like letting down your friends?
Does it feel like you’re unfair?

The mother in you was never to be mine
was never to find in me a child
The mother I am has woken up my pride
my right to be loved

You’re asking a lot
(But I answer too much)
It’s too much to move on

Doesn’t it feel like shifting gears again?
Does it feel like loneliness?
Doesn’t it feel that lies are all you mend?
Does it feel like you’re unfair?

I wished I prayed to be your friend
but friends are meant to listen
Your precious rage has come to term
in terms that burn
They burn so fast
you know, so fast
you know, so fast
you know, so fast

Doesn’t it feel like you’re 16 again?
Does it feel like loneliness?
Doesn’t it feel like letting down your friends?
Does it feel like you’re unfair?

Doesn’t it feel that lies are all you mend?
Does it feel like you’re unfair?