Our Hour

​I still look when I drive by
And I don't abscond or ask why
I only hope you're somewhere better now where the grass is really greener
But might I ask, might I ask now the pain is gone
Might I ask now these thoughts have developed into a song
I thought that you were happy here?
I thought you were happy here all along
But instead you didn't want me anywhere near
It's clear
Our fate was woven differently, like that jacket that you wore one day it made me see you in, another way
Pray to God that I see this face another day
As one minute pardoned from your side
Makes me condemned to the tide
The ever rushing, the ever flooding
I'm the victim to my own storm
I want you, love you, hate you, need you
All at the same time
And all the time the same, look that you've been giving me
I'm broken as I'm sitting here
I'm sat wishing, edging near
To the place we used to discuss our fears
The place that just now brings me tears
The fear I now discuss with myself
And it makes me feel disgust in myself
So despite this wealth I am broke
The faulty gear in the ticking machine that is society
And if I may, dear, please grant me this enquiry
Three simple words turned into our destruction of the third word
I said I miss you treating me
I can only think it absurd that what I said, you hadn't heard
Cause instead you're just mistreating me
Emotional deprivation
Are the parents to my generation
But she must be the anonmaly
As she's contrived to be at a loss
But maybe that's the point
But maybe that's the issue
That she'd rather be surrounded by a sadness
Than alone in happiness
She changed her mind one day
Daring walk this narrow alleyway alone
So I said please don't go, you'll leave me with abandonment issues
She said that's better than leaving you with nothing
I thought that I was happy there
But I was the only one who seemed to care